Ficlet: In the Dark
Series: Ianto Jones: A Character Study in 110 Parts
Title: Part 3 - In the Dark (stand-alone)
Author: daedreams (aka: daedream_fanbot)
Characters: Ianto
Setting/Spoilers: 1.06, Countycide
Rating: PG for minor angst
Word Count: 197
Disclaimer: Not mine; no major harm intended; will return when finished, only slightly scathed.
Summary: Ianto doesn't know what's happening.
In the Dark
by daedreams
It was loud, but there wasn't any noise. The sound was coming from inside his head. Like a waterfall, he could hear his blood rushing through his body. Then there was pain, like his head had exploded, but clearly it hadn't because he was still here, in the dark.
He tried to breath, but tasted dirt and thickness and blood. There was something in his mouth, and his view was obstructed by something rough and heavy. His arms were bound behind his back, and his ankles were strapped together. Helpless. As consciousness finally came back to him completely, so did the fear. Then he heard the sounds outside of his head. The laughter, the rustling plastic, the heavy breathing that was not his own.
They were people. Just people. No alien threat, no special weapons needed. And here he was, on the hard bloody floor of a human meat factory, not knowing if Tosh had found help. Not knowing if the others were wounded or killed or ... eaten.
He was dirty. He was scared. He couldn't see, and he couldn't breath. And he had no idea what was going to happen. He was completely in the dark.
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Title: Part 3 - In the Dark (stand-alone)
Author: daedreams (aka: daedream_fanbot)
Characters: Ianto
Setting/Spoilers: 1.06, Countycide
Rating: PG for minor angst
Word Count: 197
Disclaimer: Not mine; no major harm intended; will return when finished, only slightly scathed.
Summary: Ianto doesn't know what's happening.
In the Dark
by daedreams
It was loud, but there wasn't any noise. The sound was coming from inside his head. Like a waterfall, he could hear his blood rushing through his body. Then there was pain, like his head had exploded, but clearly it hadn't because he was still here, in the dark.
He tried to breath, but tasted dirt and thickness and blood. There was something in his mouth, and his view was obstructed by something rough and heavy. His arms were bound behind his back, and his ankles were strapped together. Helpless. As consciousness finally came back to him completely, so did the fear. Then he heard the sounds outside of his head. The laughter, the rustling plastic, the heavy breathing that was not his own.
They were people. Just people. No alien threat, no special weapons needed. And here he was, on the hard bloody floor of a human meat factory, not knowing if Tosh had found help. Not knowing if the others were wounded or killed or ... eaten.
He was dirty. He was scared. He couldn't see, and he couldn't breath. And he had no idea what was going to happen. He was completely in the dark.
END