At A Knife Edge Chapter 1 The Dreamland I was back in a time I wanted to forget. The man that changed my #life forever was just meters away, his hands in the pockets of his light denim jeans and his jet black hair wavering in the wind. I knew that behind his mirrored sunglasses were set two stone grey eyes, staring straight back at me, emotionless. As I stepped towards him the ground started to fall away from under my feet, I began to run towards him but he just got further away from me. I had nowhere to run. Then I was falling into the cloudy swirling pit beneath me. My arms flew out in front of me and tried to grapple anything, clawing at pieces of wood and gravel that previously made up the floor. I plummeted uncontrollably through the air, the colours around me blurred together into black. I was no longer falling. My eyes opened taking in my suddenly bright surroundings. I looked around. I was alone in this room. A room that was perfectly square with four white walls, a chalk white ceiling and blindingly round white lights. As I moved my body to get up there was a rattling sound of metal against metal and then a dull clunk. I looked to see what clunked but my arms were whisked away from under me and were yanked up behind my head towards the two corners of my bed. Lights buzzed and muffled alarms sounded. I tried to pull my arms free but the chains gripped tightly onto my wrists, my legs also firmly held in place by two shiny sets of metal binds. I didn't know what I had done to deserve such criminal treatment but whatever i'd done I wasn't going to stay and find out. The timeframe for me to escape was getting smaller and smaller. In desperation I wrestled with the tight cuffs but to no avail. The white door knob turned and the door opened. I still had time. I tugged with all the energy I had left, focusing it all on pulling the top right chain in which my hand was buckled into. Four people walked briskly through the open door. I could feel my hand squeezing ever so slightly through the cold metal chain, ignoring the throbbing pain and the four people getting ever closer i continued pulling at the shackles. Tick tock, Tick tock. The sound of time running out...
