07-18-2016, 03:54 PM
The entrance itself was a opening in the wall of the canyon, hidden away from any sunlight as the afternoon began to envelop the verse. As they drove along in shadow of the rocks and canyon walls, the convoy slowed it's pace when nearing a cave entrance. It was gigantic, the convoy had no need to line itself up in a neat column in order fit through- instead they would spread out, scattered around with Malgore's truck in the middle, rolling along slowly as they made their way through the cold winds and into the darkness of the cave. At first, there was no light, only the echoing of the wheels rolling over rock and the howling winds behind them while everyone casually kept moving blindly. It was not until the entire convoy had disappeared into the cave that they would light up the darkness with torches or candles.
Aside from the motorcycles, every vehicle had at least one metal plate with a candle on top, lighting it and putting it on the roof. Then, one fellow passenger of the vehicle would light a torch, hanging onto their transport or sticking out of the window, pointing their torches forward in silence. Kalli looked at the bandit on the container's roof, the same one who spat at Whitthorn earlier was now silent, quietly laying out rugged metal plates with candles all along the edge of the container, not even acknowledging the prime or the lizard. After the entire edge was decorated with candles- which he lit shortly after placing the last one -the bandit then disappeared, moving away from the edge once more.
"What in the name of..." Whitthorn trailed off, looking about the convoy while Kalli squinted at the darkness ahead of them, watching for...something. Every cannibal seemed at peace, blankly looking ahead with the rest of their friends, still and emotionless while their vehicles carried them along. The prime couldn't help but be suspicious, in suspense of what was in store for her and the rest of the captives within the unknown. At the same time, she felt at ease- all aggression the bandits had shown was gone, replaced with their empty stares. Ever since they entered the cave, the bandits hadn't even bothered to stare at Kalli or Whitthorn to make sure they weren't escaping.
After a few minutes of driving down their dark path, the entire convoy came to a halt. Two lights flashed above them.
At first Kalli was blinded by such a light- white flashing before them as generators hummed. Then her eyes adjusted, seconds later the wall came into appearance. It was massive, half the size of the cave entrance and made by the same brown, rusted metal that some vehicles used. Yells echoed from the top of the gate, unlike the bandits around Kalli the ones on the wall were energetic, rushing about to pull rows of levers and turn dials. A loud, mechanical noise bellowed, echoing throughout the cave causing unseen insects to disperse. Chains hauled the gate upward, attached sand pouring downward from the bottom of the gate as it went higher above the ground. Whitthorn looked at the scene before them in awe, while Kalli attempted to cut through her binds with her talons rather desperately.
Past the gate was where the cave ended- not as large as the gate may have made it seem. It was like a culdesac, the cave walls going in a full circle. All along the cave walls behind the gate were rugged buildings, put together via a mixture of scrap and wood. There were also a few structures on the sandy floor as well, but none had been built in the middle where even more vehicles laid in wait to be used. Some of these structures were dark, uninhabited and cold, while others had people coming out of flying open doors, gathering to see the bandits return. Everyone who lived here looked like a savage of sorts, from the lanky and abused to the muscled and violent, no trace of civilization left on them as their clothes were torn apart, bodies undoubtedly infected with all the rugged bumps or sickly postures.
While the convoy began driving on through the gate, the crowds rushed outside and would form a circular mob, coming in closer toward the middle while Malgore's truck got ever closer to them. Once the entire convoy was through the gate, the door would be left to fall back into the sand, left to drop downward and slam into the floor, pushing up sand and causing specs to fly everywhere. Afterwards, those stationed at the gate would begin to clamber down and rush toward the convoy, or simply stay at their posts, looking down at the convoy's return with intrigue on what they brought. Once the vehicles stopped moving, the mob would close in, flooding past vehicles and gathering around Malgore's truck. Malgore then proceeded to get out of his chair, preparing to make a declaration.
Two things were certain; silence had been broken and death was coming.
"I have come back with what was promised, we shall celebrate with a feast! And have a valuable prize in our possession." He shouted, voice booming over the crowd and echoing through the cavern. The crowd and those on their vehicles broke out into incomprehensible chanting, cheering, raving and singing. Before Kalli or Whitthorn could register what was going on, the ropes had already been cut and their bodies were covered in hands- people grabbing and pulling them under. They were then subsequently knocked out once more.
The back of the truck would then slam open- the prisoners forced to walk out slowly, dragging along any bodies attached to the chains. Every single of these prisoners would've been baffled at the change of scenery, but the yelling of the bandits and oncoming doom kept them from expressing anything. The chains were soon broken off, people dragged away to be tied to poles and be used later as food. An unfortunate few were already chosen for feeding the cannibal populace, prepared to be burnt over fires that the crowd began to hastily make. Those prisoners successful in escaping were quickly shot, and those who struggled would be beaten senselessly. Jeff was one of those struggling, trying to free himself before meeting a fate much like Whitthorn and Kalli, a blunt weapon smashed into his head once more.
Aside from the motorcycles, every vehicle had at least one metal plate with a candle on top, lighting it and putting it on the roof. Then, one fellow passenger of the vehicle would light a torch, hanging onto their transport or sticking out of the window, pointing their torches forward in silence. Kalli looked at the bandit on the container's roof, the same one who spat at Whitthorn earlier was now silent, quietly laying out rugged metal plates with candles all along the edge of the container, not even acknowledging the prime or the lizard. After the entire edge was decorated with candles- which he lit shortly after placing the last one -the bandit then disappeared, moving away from the edge once more.
"What in the name of..." Whitthorn trailed off, looking about the convoy while Kalli squinted at the darkness ahead of them, watching for...something. Every cannibal seemed at peace, blankly looking ahead with the rest of their friends, still and emotionless while their vehicles carried them along. The prime couldn't help but be suspicious, in suspense of what was in store for her and the rest of the captives within the unknown. At the same time, she felt at ease- all aggression the bandits had shown was gone, replaced with their empty stares. Ever since they entered the cave, the bandits hadn't even bothered to stare at Kalli or Whitthorn to make sure they weren't escaping.
After a few minutes of driving down their dark path, the entire convoy came to a halt. Two lights flashed above them.
At first Kalli was blinded by such a light- white flashing before them as generators hummed. Then her eyes adjusted, seconds later the wall came into appearance. It was massive, half the size of the cave entrance and made by the same brown, rusted metal that some vehicles used. Yells echoed from the top of the gate, unlike the bandits around Kalli the ones on the wall were energetic, rushing about to pull rows of levers and turn dials. A loud, mechanical noise bellowed, echoing throughout the cave causing unseen insects to disperse. Chains hauled the gate upward, attached sand pouring downward from the bottom of the gate as it went higher above the ground. Whitthorn looked at the scene before them in awe, while Kalli attempted to cut through her binds with her talons rather desperately.
Past the gate was where the cave ended- not as large as the gate may have made it seem. It was like a culdesac, the cave walls going in a full circle. All along the cave walls behind the gate were rugged buildings, put together via a mixture of scrap and wood. There were also a few structures on the sandy floor as well, but none had been built in the middle where even more vehicles laid in wait to be used. Some of these structures were dark, uninhabited and cold, while others had people coming out of flying open doors, gathering to see the bandits return. Everyone who lived here looked like a savage of sorts, from the lanky and abused to the muscled and violent, no trace of civilization left on them as their clothes were torn apart, bodies undoubtedly infected with all the rugged bumps or sickly postures.
While the convoy began driving on through the gate, the crowds rushed outside and would form a circular mob, coming in closer toward the middle while Malgore's truck got ever closer to them. Once the entire convoy was through the gate, the door would be left to fall back into the sand, left to drop downward and slam into the floor, pushing up sand and causing specs to fly everywhere. Afterwards, those stationed at the gate would begin to clamber down and rush toward the convoy, or simply stay at their posts, looking down at the convoy's return with intrigue on what they brought. Once the vehicles stopped moving, the mob would close in, flooding past vehicles and gathering around Malgore's truck. Malgore then proceeded to get out of his chair, preparing to make a declaration.
Two things were certain; silence had been broken and death was coming.
"I have come back with what was promised, we shall celebrate with a feast! And have a valuable prize in our possession." He shouted, voice booming over the crowd and echoing through the cavern. The crowd and those on their vehicles broke out into incomprehensible chanting, cheering, raving and singing. Before Kalli or Whitthorn could register what was going on, the ropes had already been cut and their bodies were covered in hands- people grabbing and pulling them under. They were then subsequently knocked out once more.
The back of the truck would then slam open- the prisoners forced to walk out slowly, dragging along any bodies attached to the chains. Every single of these prisoners would've been baffled at the change of scenery, but the yelling of the bandits and oncoming doom kept them from expressing anything. The chains were soon broken off, people dragged away to be tied to poles and be used later as food. An unfortunate few were already chosen for feeding the cannibal populace, prepared to be burnt over fires that the crowd began to hastily make. Those prisoners successful in escaping were quickly shot, and those who struggled would be beaten senselessly. Jeff was one of those struggling, trying to free himself before meeting a fate much like Whitthorn and Kalli, a blunt weapon smashed into his head once more.
***
At this point, Kalli felt like going in and out of consciousness was going to become a trend.
She awoken to find herself once more tied, What a surprise she thought sarcastically, not even bothering to struggle out of the rope. Even worse, she was standing- her leg muscles had little time to recover from all that had happened, still burning like...Yesterday? Or was it still today? She couldn't tell the time here, especially with the gate blocking the way to the entrance, or in her case, exit. After lifting up her head however, the idea of an exit seemed very far fetched.
"So you're awake." Malgore stated, not even staring at her while he felt the tip of a knife- her knife -with his pointer finger. A small wound appeared where his skin met the blade, to which he looked at curiously, rubbing the wound against his thumb and smearing the blood away. "We have much to talk about." He added, looking directly at her eyes