The Time Thereafter Prelude 1/2
My first attempts at a story thing...I dunno, it's kinda dark and sad. Please don't hate on me. >-< So I hope you enjoy, and feed back is welcome.
The Time Thereafter
Prelude Part 1/Test
"The Cold Unkown"
There in a cold, damp, macabre room sat a small steel cage with a padlocked door. Within sits a small malnourished kitten, black fur matted and knotted from mistreatment. It shivers heavily as it moves over to the small dish of water sat in the corner of it's cage, lapping at the water to soothe it's rasping throat. Content, even slightly, for the moment it lies down on the cold ground once more, curling up pitifully to keep warm. A crack of light suddenly filters into the room as a figure stands in a now open door frame.
He slowly approaches the cage, the kitten shying away from his presence as he opens the padlock. He reaches in at the now mewling and hissing kit, grabbing it by the scruff and yanking it out of it's cage. Leaving the cage behind the figure stuffs the kit into a leather bag, carrying him away helplessly to some strange place as the bag bumps and sways. Going on for what seems like hours to the small kit.
The bag is finally dropped and opened to bright, blinding lights as the kit is picked up again. This time set down and binded to a table as several dark figures loomed over the kit. It mewls pitifully and writhes helplessly before having some mask pushed to it's face, blinding it as several needles poked into it's skin. It's pained mews muffled and drowned out by the mask and chatter of the figures, the sounds growing quieter before the kit slowly becomes unconscious.