Crazy Seduction(erotica)

He didn’t see the slap coming, but DJ felt it strike the left side of his face in an explosion of pain, then the world went dark.

-=-

Henry was fighting to live. The doctor found a method to not only keep him unconscious but unable to leave his body.

She poisoned him.

Dr. Bitch discovered that if she gave him tiny doses of Strychnine, his body went through the terrible symptoms, intense muscle spasms in his head and neck which spread to every muscle in his body, with nearly continuous convulsions. The pain was severe, and his body would strain against his bindings. Then he would gradually come out of it. She’d test him and discover the poison was no longer in his blood. A brief interval later, the monitor device would automatically administer another small dose.

Under the harsh fluorescent lighting, the doctor was unaware of the pale green glow that would bathe Henry each time he reacted to the poison. He’d created another program that was running independently of his consciousness. It pulled the magic to him and ran a filter over his blood to neutralize the Strychnine. In the brief intervals of semi-coherence, he would work on another program. He needed to stop this insane woman. He could tell his filter spell would eventually fail as, after each cycle, he was a little more physically weakened.

He desperately needed help, but he couldn’t get more than a few feet from the property line before his body’s physical state yanked him back.

He was surprised to see the shocked expression on a lovely face with one blue and one yellow eye on his last attempt.

“Help me, please. She’s killing me,” Henry managed to gasp before he was sucked back into the cycle of agony.

-=-

Minkah should have left three days ago, but once Rand left with the car the administrator had arranged, she was told they wouldn’t be able to get another for two days. It arrived late in the evening the day before, but she chose to stay overnight one more time for… reasons.

It certainly wasn’t for the cafeteria food. It was dull and flavorless.

There was no intelligent company to converse with. The administrator and the doctor ignored her, and the two Ogre orderlies had no personalities at all. Minkah wasn’t allowed to see the inmates.

Two days earlier, Minkah arrived at breakfast to see the doctor and the administrator screaming at each other. She caught the word escaped. Her ears perked up as she enjoyed a good hunt.

Before they noticed her arrival, Minkah heard the doctor suggest Henry had somehow assisted the other to escape. The two spotted her then and quickly left the room.

So, the escapee wasn’t Henry, but he was responsible for freeing another.

How was that possible? Didn’t they say he was strapped down? Drugged? The file said he wasn’t a wielder, so he couldn’t bend magic to his will.

Today, she wanted to grab a quick breakfast and leave. She had to get her life back on track. She had a car waiting for her and missions to complete. Yet, she found herself lingering through her meal. Finally, she forced herself to her feet and dumped her tray on the way out.

As she passed through a dim hallway on the way to the farmhouse, she suddenly stopped as a large horned being with furry legs and hooves was standing before her. She could see the lights down the hall through him, so this was some kind of astral projection. Then he turned to face her, and there was no question, it was Henry. She’d never seen him in his natural state before. He froze with recognition as he looked into her eyes.

“Help me, please. She’s killing me,” he said softly, then vanished.

Minkah cursed.

-=-

“Where the fuck are Sam and Jeannie?”

Jake paced nervously amongst pine trees at the edge of the forest behind a farmhouse in western New Jersey. A few nights ago, they’d all had another shared dream with the ancient-sounding voice. This time the voice told them to look for the Aurora Borealis somewhere in this state.

So, for some reason, they did.

Sam was the one who spotted the green glow on the horizon and guided them to this farm that wasn’t really a farm. It was pretty apparent to their experienced eyes that there wasn’t any kind of farming activity happening here.

Then Jeannie was the first to feel it. Tingling energy, like a tickle of purest electricity. They compared impressions, and they all agreed that it felt like the lightning strike zone back on the Washington Mall, but without the sharp edges and intensity. It was warm and smooth, and they wanted more! They got closer to what looked like the garage and found if they hid in the woods behind it, they could pick up a trickle charge just by proximity. That meant the source had to be underground. They shared their concerns about that. None wanted to try storming an underground facility.

When the green sheets of light reappeared, they seemed to be concentrated directly above them. This seemed to confirm their energy source’s location, though how they were connected was still a mystery.

Sam decided the situation warranted bringing in the assistance of their new friends who had specialized training for this. He volunteered to run back to Washington, and Jeannie insisted on going with him. Jake paced as he knew they should have returned by now. He was worried his friends had been captured for experimentation instead. He had no great love for the government. Shady characters!

The green curtains started their dance once more as Jake and Brenda watched in fascination. Did they seem a little dimmer?

He looked to the road, hoping Sam would hurry.

-=-

Raymond drove the rental car smoothly along the curvy country road. From the passenger seat, Eleanor was scanning the skies for what Meixiu assured them would be there, a visible sign of Henry’s presence. The highly excited young woman had burst into the coffee shop they’d planned to meet at after work. On her way there, she’d found some images posted on an atmospheric phenomenon subpage of a social media site she followed. Meixiu was excited about posts from a restaurant waitress at a small airport in Blairstown, New Jersey. The woman recently reported seeing the Aurora Borealis multiple times in the skies just west of the airfield.

Meixiu dragged her new friends out of the café and had Raymond rent a car at a nearby rental agency. In a short time, they were on the New Jersey Turnpike heading towards the Blairstown Airport. They’d been driving for over an hour, and the skies had gone dark when they turned off Interstate 80, and Eleanor made a squeak of surprise. She’d spotted a tell-tale green glow beginning in the skies ahead of them.

“It’s him!” Meixiu cried out from the back seat.

“When will Roy be arriving with his team?” Raymond asked.

When Meixiu didn’t respond, Raymond glanced over his shoulder at her then looked to Eleanor in concern. His wife turned in her seat to see a guilty look on Meixiu’s face. “You didn’t call Mr. Duncan?”

“I was too excited,” she moaned.

Raymond pulled into the dark parking lot next to a veterinarian hospital and stopped the engine. He looked over his shoulder as he watched Meixiu’s anxious expression. She was looking out the side window at the glow in the sky.

“This is a top-secret Hidden Races Council facility you’re talking about. We aren’t supposed to know it exists, much less visit it. They aren’t just going to release him into our custody,” he said reasonably.

“I will make them,” Meixiu said with a fierce expression.

Raymond shared another look with his wife then looked back to Meixiu. “They might have an army in there. Why don’t we do a little scouting and report what we’ve found to Roy? Maybe he has resources in the area he could call in.”

Meixiu pouted but finally nodded. They got out of the car and looked up at the sky. “How far away do you estimate the focus of that light show is?” Eleanor asked her husband.

He frowned as he watched the wispy curtains of green light move and twist. There seemed to be a slight funneling as if the light was being pulled down.Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I think we should drive up that side road a little way and take another look,” he suggested. “I think we need to get closer.” Meixiu smiled at him. He gestured to her cell. “Call Roy now and let him know where we are.”

They got back into the car as Meixiu dialed.

Almost immediately, she sighed. “It went to voice mail,” Meixiu said, then left a message with their location. “I will try Sigrid,” she said as Raymond drove them across the street and up the smaller side lane. She frowned when she got Sigrid’s voice mail. She left her the information as well.

Eleanor kept watch on the light as they climbed higher along the curving country lane until she saw it begin to fade.

“We’re losing the light. Pull over,” she said quickly.

The moment the car was stopped, Meixiu was out the door and scaling the tallest nearby tree. Seconds later, she returned to the ground and pointed to the property across the road. Illuminated by the headlights, they saw a gravel laneway between two stone gateposts. The gates were open. On the gateposts and nailed to little sticks stuck in the ground were no trespassing signs, at least half a dozen.

“Go beyond the gate, and we’re trespassing. Not the friendliest greeting,” Eleanor said.

Raymond sighed. “And we’ve been parked in front of the driveway. If they have cameras aimed at this spot, we’ve made a poor attempt at stealth. Let’s drive up the road a bit and come back on foot.”

Eleanor watched her husband’s face as they entered the car. “Are we seriously going to break into this place?”

“We’ll reconnoiter and let Roy’s team do the actual breaking in. They’re better suited for the rough and tumble duties. We can get them the intelligence they’ll need to get in safely,” Raymond suggested as he watched Meixiu.

She nodded. “Roy has not responded to my call, and neither has Sigrid.”

Raymond winced. “Well, we’ll take a look around and come back to the car to try again.”