Chapter 3: Respite then Pain

I slide my trembling body back over to the wall as I hear voices coming down the hall one the familar chatter box another a deep voice. as they get closer I hear "If I could find out what his skin is made of or If I can find a way to get him to translate old texts if he even can then the amount of breakthroughs the Sentinels will have in armor and fighting power will increase to an impossible marigine" the Deep baritone voice answers back calmly "If the Warlocks in the Sentinals where half as powerful as the Knowladge you lot carry we could rival the other small clans eventually becoming one of the larger." He pauses "Now, Show me this Alien you speak of" now I enjoy pain as much as the next guy but but I didnt want to be experimented. there seemed to be a blind spot next to the door. granted the darkness of the cell doesnt help but eh, I wait keeping silent. I decide despite the pain using that dark purple light might help. back when I used to play VR lights could mean lots of things, green heal, purple poison but this light seemed different. I remebered the arcs of electricity in the chatterbox's hand when he launched his light orb. The purple seems to be different tho. like it devours light but at the same time gives off its own weird light. I decide to try cloaking using the devouring light part as a focus. i watch the veins in my arms flash white all over my body then slowly turn purple, after my veins glowed a dull purple it started to spread to my skin as I slowly turned transparent. just as i Finish the door hums and clicks as the door sqeeks open two men walk in, one is chatter box and the other guy and absolute titan of a man, he ducked the entrance of the cell even tho the doors seemed to accomidate to the height of the guards I saw patrolling outside the village, as he walks in I dash out quickly and quietly. I see a cyan blue light fill the cell confirming they cant really see well in the dark, I hear the Deep voice laugh "HAHAHA so we have a hunter type do we" I hear a beep and he says "The prisoner escaped, Hunter Type Sentinals be on lookout, Tank Types build a wall" I dont stick around after hearing that dashing up the stairs down the hall, I hear armor and metal shifting in the dozens in a room at the end off the hall of the floor above the one i was on. the door opens and a stream of tall men and women charge out and down the hall and stairs. some go up the stairs near the door and others stat filtering light out of their hands inti a wall of transparent light covers from end to end. I slip into the door they came from and look around, It looks like a gaurds resting room. I go over to what looks like a locker and rummage through it finding some smaller size clothes and putting them on, I look through the other doors in the room finding one is a closet. I hunker down and let the camo fall. after a few seconds I feel emmense pain as I grab whatever i can and bite down hard on it, close my eyes and feel my muscles writhe and my bones twist in unimaginable pain. I claw at my skin watching the marks inflict bleeding and pain then dissapear as if it never existed. I kept clawing and eventualy passed out from the pain. dreaming once again of my thought to be last day on earth.