Writetober Day 24 (Dizzy)

Writetober Day 24

Dizzy

                The world was spinning, but there was no world to spin.  Neither darkness or light were found, just void.  There were no sensations to feel, no pain, no numbness, just emotionless nether.  He remembered feeling pain, he remembered seeing his life taken from him, but he was empty now.  The corruption took it all away, his wife, his best friend, and his hope.  He wasn’t there, there was no where to be, no body, nothing.

“There isn’t much time.”

The voice didn’t exist, it couldn’t have.  Nothing existed in death, just emptiness.

“Kyle, focus.  Focus on my voice.

He knew that voice, it called to him many times before.  It came from the ring, that damn ring that caused all of this.  He could see the ring, but there was nothing there.

“Don’t get lost, concentrate.”

Thoughts swam around, flying in and out of existence, but the ring stayed.  Its black sheen grinning in the void, it couldn’t have been there.

“Kyle!”

That was his name, the familiar voice clawed itself into existence.

“Focus on who you are, not where you are.”

“I am Kyle…”  The thought became a voice.

“Yes, keep going!”

“I was…am married.  My wife is…”  The voice struggled.  My wife is Michelle.”  The brunette appeared in his thoughts.  The ring and his wife burned within his mind.

“Reach to me, gather yourself and reach to me.”  The familiar voice sounded like a beacon in the fog.

“You…you are…”  Kyle struggled, his thoughts creating something from nothing.  “You’re not the ring…you’re not Michelle.  Tom…Tom was, is my friend…my brother.”  Tom’s image burned in Kyle’s thoughts, he stood with Michelle and the ring.

“Almost, reach out to me.”

Kyle focused on the nonexistent point in the void, blind to everything he reached for it, “Nathaniel….my grandfather.”

The white apparition formed within the void, it filled his thoughts.

“I failed…”  The words tasted bad in Kyle’s mouth.  “Am I dead?”

“Not yet, you walk a similar path as me.  We are in the corruption, slowly feeding it.”  The ghost blurred in and out of Kyle’s swirling thoughts.  “There is hope though, you can do what I never had the strength for.”

It was hard for Kyle to focus, he had no grasp of up or down, no physical body to look at, just thoughts bombarding his mind in a dizzying fury.  He had to focus, like his grandfather said, he needed to concentrate.

“What do I have to do?”  Kyle was determined, his thoughts began to align.

“I gave most of myself to make those spires, your beacons through The Wild.  I had no strength to escape the corruption once I fought it, but you do, you and my ring together can leave the hell that I travel.  You can save your family.”

The ring came to Kyle’s mind as his grandfather spoke, it became his sole focus.

“You have to use Vordmir, the ring alone cannot defeat the corruption.”  Nathaniel felt the confusion in his grandsons’ mind.  “Vordmir is trapped within that ring, his power is yours to use.  But doing so will open a door for his escape.  If you aren’t focused enough, you may not be the only one leaving the void.”

“What about Michelle and Tom?”  Kyle broke concentration on the ring.

“They too are scattered in the reaches of the void, I will use all my strength to gather their broken thoughts.  I will keep them safe, you must not worry about them right now; your priority is to defeat the corruption.  Take my ring and show that monster what the light can do.”

Kyle knew what he had to do, he understood what was at stake, he began to focus on the ring.  The door began to open, behind it, Vordmir’s influence began to seep into Kyle.  He concentrated, creating a barrier to replace the open door.  He needed Vordmir’s power, he needed to defeat the corruption, he needed to save Michelle.  Kyle’s focus broke.

“Let us go.”  Vordmir’s voice laughed.

The void tore away from Kyle, he could feel arms and legs, fingers and toes.  He felt life as breath filled his lungs, and blood coursed through his veins.  He threw up, violently splattering stomach acid all over the grass covered earth.  He was free and alive.

“I must thank you.  I thought I’d never leave that insufferable prison.”  Vordmir stood across from Kyle, a grin plastered on his face.