Chapter 15: Winter Slumber


    iry in the ballroom. She looked up through the ss to the stars. No light was on. It had stopped


    snowing somewhere around three. A clock in the hall chimed the hour as five. She didn''t feel anyone


    around and she''d slept the day away. So here she was in the danger of the night, but she was just not


    in the mood to hide in cramped spaces. She sat up though and sighed looking about.


    She decided that she was going to get some food and walked to the kitchen grabbing what was close.


    No one was moving around, she felt nothing. ir paused at a kind of chill that went down her spine.


    She frowned for a moment. She went to go through the dining room and walked into an invisible barrier


    there she touched it and realized what this meant. She forgot that thest time it happened too. An


    awareness of a spell and the arrival of those that kept Isaiah. They had to be bringing more people?


    But why?


    ir moved into the hall feeling pushed out of the kitchen and dining area. She pushed at the barrier


    with her hand but it was solid. She guessed that as long as the ones that kept Isaiah were in the house.


    She couldn’t enter those rooms. The sound of a couple doors opening came. She heard ws running


    down the hall on the other side of the wall. Then she moved to where she could see what was going


    on. The man was back, and Isaiah was looking at him. He was also with a couple others. This time the


    people that they brought in were unconscious. She was just down the hall and stayed near the wall.


    "We had to travel far to get these ones, this time no drugs. We know how winter sleep works. So no


    tantrums this time." Isaiah just looked at them. He hated this time of the year. His home was overrun


    with humans. The smell of them was horrible. Right now with the fifteen minutes in ce he couldn''t


    touch any of them. Even if they walked right up to him and stabbed him.


    "When." He finally said.


    "Seven am, you''ll be out like a light. We''ve brought you plenty for when you wake." ir heard others


    moving in the kitchen. She nced back in there and saw people stocking the shelves and the


    refrigerator. She looked at them but they ignored her, like she wasn''t even there. One did nce at her


    and gave a sneer.


    "Yeah fuck you too buddy." She snapped and tossed the can she had. It hit him right in the side of the


    head. She hadn''t expected it to go through the barrier but it did and she felt satisfaction.


    "Fucking bitch." ir jogged back but he couldn''t pass the barrier that now blocked the kitchen. He was


    on one side and she was on the other.


    "That''s what I thought. Why don''t youe in here and try to live?" She recognized him as the main


    guide that had brought them here. He didn''t recognize her, why would he? She was just a thing left up


    here to die so he could have immortality. She nced for Michael who originally told her of the ce.


    She had a thing or two to say to him. However he wasn’t there.


    "You''ll be dead soon." He said touching the side of his head the can had cut him there.


    "Mnov just leave her be. She''s the walking dead." ir had a righteous anger filling her.


    "You''ll get yours, and I''llugh the day you do." She chuckled. "No matter where I am, burning in hell,


    or stuck on this earth. I''llugh my fucking head off the day all of you are ripped apart by the thing


    you''ve created. I hope I get to see him rip you into tiny pieces." She felt justified in saying it.


    "How about we have a niceugh right now and I shoot you." A different man said and pointed a gun at


    her. She stood her ground.


    "Go ahead." She dared him not blinking.


    "Probably be doing her a favor." She flipped the man off and he gave augh, moving back to fill the


    kitchen. If she was counting right they were down to ten minutes.


    "You don''t have the balls." ir dared him. The man pulled the hammer back moving toward her again.


    "Want to bet?" He said.


    "You know the rules, and you couldn''t shoot her through the barrier anyways. The house won''t allow it


    to pass. Nothing that can kill." ir jumped and hit the wall. The man with the gun dropped it and


    looked uneasy. Isaiah stood there right behind her. He looked at ir like he wanted to grab her but


    she noted that he was keeping a short distance from her.


    "Better run little girlie. You only have eight minutes before he cane at you again." Isaiah looked at


    the man. ir edged away from him and took off down the hall. Isaiah gave her a slight nce feeling


    very frustrated. Of course he’d find her when he couldn’t touch her.


    "She''ssted far longer than any of you could." He said, because he knew they grew nervous when a


    humansted for more time than they should.


    "How long?" The man with the gun asked.


    "Nearly two months. Haven''t seen her in weeks till just now."


    "Should have shot her." Mnov said and they went to exit the kitchen.


    "Yes you should have, then I could havee in there and killed all of you." If they took what was


    offered to him, well that was a breach in the magic wasn''t it? Then he could enter the room. Mnov


    just gave him a look and went out to the waiting car. The kitchen was fully stocked to keep the humans


    that fed him healthy. So that he in turn would remain the same way. He was affected strongly if his


    source of nutrition wascking.


    He wondered where ir had disappeared to. He had greatly enjoyed her rage at those that had


    tossed her in here. Her words were anger filled, just like his. Being stripped of your freedom and


    treated like an animal would do that to you. He felt the barrier break but he wasn''t interested in food.


    They had brought in twenty unconscious humans.


    Isaiah had two hours before they put everyone in this ce into a deep sleep for several months. They


    couldn''t get up here once the snow started toe down. So they would put him to sleep and his food


    source.


    Then they would follow suit shortly after. They were connected like that. They had to slumber if they put


    him into a slumber. Isaiah moved toward his room, might as well getfortable he was going to be


    asleep for a very long time.


    It was November now. He wouldn''t be woke until May or June, depending on when the snow melted


    and they could get up here. When he woke he would be overly hungry. Worse than during the moon,


    hence why they had brought him so many. He''d need at least four of the humans to feed, and the hell


    hounds would need more like five. Though if it got desperate they could go out to the grounds and hunt


    something that strayed by.


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    He went into his room andid down. The darkness was starting to grow lighter as a clock somewhere


    chimed six.


    "One hour." Hemented, he hoped that they woke him after the full moon. Not just before. He knew


    ir would survive the initial wake up. He wanted his chance to thoroughly y with her. He should


    probably be concerned about his fascination with catching her. That it was starting to develop


    dangerously and his sureness that she''d survive the wake up.


    Isaiah turned over on his stomach andid t. After taking the shirt from himself and then his pants.


    He wasn''t going to be looking human when he woke. The months asleep would starve him unlike the


    humans. He was well fed this night as the man with the knives had failed to do as Isaiah had asked.


    "Such is the way of the world." He grumbled. As the clock chimed seven he felt the breath leave his


    lungs and his eyes closed. Hisst thought on how he hated magic.


    The house grew silent, the ticking of clocks slowed and stopped freezing in time. The temperature


    dropped sharply. Those that were up slumped over or fell where they stood. The house growing more


    like a tomb every minute. The lights going out. The breath leaving the living upants. iry on her


    back in her home not moving as she sumbed to the spell.


    Isaiah could have passed for the deadying on therge bed that was made of deep rich browns.


    Here and there in different rooms people slept. Some on beds, floors, sofas, a few in cramped hiding


    ces.


    Near therge dining room the three hell houndsy curled up waiting to be awoken. To move to the


    next room where their preyy sleeping. Damage from those that had been awake and alive not ten


    minutes ago was repaired. The sudden sound of doors mming all over the house was deafening in


    the silence.


    In the caves the waterfall seemed to stop turning to instant ice. The roots and vegetation hanging down


    covered in frost and ice as well. The pool freezing over. The dragon''s head still looked to the eerie grey


    ring of light. His tail closer to the woman, the tip curving up near her ankle.


    Her hand was still out stretched and her other hand on her face. If one looked closely it wasn''t being


    held there so tightly. Like a possible smile on her lips. A secret knowledge that the beast did not know.


    Outside the wind blew once, and clouds boiled overhead. A few kes fell and then more, soon after it


    came like a white curtain. It hid the house from view covering the world in a sheet of


    white.