Rapture oh Rapture

Chapter 11

There it was, Neptune’s Bounty. I could see countless subs unloading cargo box after box, all of it was done automatically, no manual labor required. My bathysphere began its slow decent to the docks, going into the long dark tunnel that would lead me to my destination. There were no advertisement posters or lights in the tunnel; there was nothing but the shroud of darkness that enveloped my window. Fortunately there was a light in my bathysphere that helped me keep my nerve. I suppose when it comes to the slums of Rapture there was no point in putting advertisement boards of expensive merchandise they could not possibly afford. I wonder how many of these people suffered at the hands of the elite. How many had to give up their daughters for brutal experimentation? The lower classes will always be exploited in some regard, whether it would be excessive manual labor without reasonable wage or their inability to voice their opinion and make a change in an elitist society. Though who am I to say such a thing? I turned a blind eye on these people,but that will soon change. The bathysphere reached the end of the tunnel and I reached the surface of the building. The hatch opened, I exited it and noticed something peculiar. The last time I came here this place was bustling with workers and machines, now the dock was dead silent.

I took a few slow steps forward and heard the creaking of the old wood. It made a slow and eerie sound that filled me with dread. Most of the lights were off. The place was dim and there were sections that were not even visible.

“Hello,” I called out, hoping to get a response. I heard nothing but the echo of my shout. Even if it was four in the morning, there should have been someone out here managing all this. As I walked, passing by one box of cargo after another, I heard something strange.

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I walked towards the sound, wondering why it seemed so familiar. I continued walking until I came to the source of it. It was a malfunctioning light bulb, blinking constantly. One second it would shed its light in the area, the next it left it to wallow away in darkness. My dream would always end with blinking lights. I stood right below the light bulb, staring at it, wondering why it was making such a disheartening sound, one that made me almost disoriented.

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I heard a new sound in the distance. I looked at the direction of where it came from, wondering what it was. I yelled ‘Hello’ hoping for a response . . . but none came. I could no longer hear the new sound; all I could hear and see was the flickering of the light bulb.

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There it was again, I tried to focus my gaze on the direction of the sound, but I could not. For the flickering light was disorienting my sense of vision. One second there was light, the next darkness.

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“Come out damnit,” I said, at this point I was terrified, looking from one direction to the next, trying to find the source. I saw a figure in the distance, it was shrouded in darkness but I could see the outline. The light flickered again and I lost sight of it, then it came back on, only this time it was gone. I grew more and more disoriented by the combination of sounds. I wanted to leave but I was not able to move my feet, they felt stuck to the ground.

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One second it was there, the next it disappeared and moved somewhere else. My head was turning and twisting trying to find it. It was getting closer and closer to me. In my desperation I did the one thing possible to do at the moment.

“I HAVE IT!” I said, taking out the bottle of plasmids from my bag. “THE BOTTLE IN THE WINERY.”

BAM

The light bulb broke, fragments of glass fell on top of my head but they did not injure me. Though I was no longer able to see what was in front of me, it was dark and no longer visible. I could not even hear the sound that figure made.

“HELLO?”

SLAM

I felt a hard metal object hit the back of my head and I fell to the floor. I was about to pick myself up, but a hand grabbed my shoulder and turned me over. I felt a needle go into my arm, I tried to resist, but everything began to become blurry and I could no longer feel my own body or control my muscles. I was losing consciousness and was about to trade one veil of darkness for another. What did I get myself into?


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