Tuesday 17th June Who: Will, Dalyn, and anyone else who wants to be involved or witness Where: The community room When: Tuesday Afternoon What: The fallen angel has a little episode..... Rating: TBD
There was nothing to do. William was already on edge and it wasn't helping that he was going stir crazy. If he had lost himself in the outside world he had certainly lost himself now - no identity, nothing from home to remind him of who he was. Not that he wanted to be reminded of home at all but even the old pillow he loved so much would have helped calm his nerves and switch his mind off.
Thoughts were rushing around as he stared at the chess board, huddled by the window. Who cared if the Queen moved over to take the pawn? What was the point? What significance did a game that nobody else understood have in this white, empty, hollow cell...?
He heard it before he saw it. A dull hum outside the window - then a bright huge beaming light cast through. To anyone else it might have thought it was passing helicopter shifting on overhead to just check all was okay.
To Will, it was a most unwelcome sight. His insides curled, fear gripped his very being. There was no way...
"NO!" The tall man jumped up, chair falling back behind him as he squinted into the light. "NO! I will NOT follow you!" He was screaming at the top of his lungs, whole body shaking. That light was for him, he knew it, directly from the almighty bastard himself and Will would not give in! He showed his defiance by throwing the chess board at the window, stumbling back and pointing his finger. "I am NOT YOUR SLAVE!"