07th June – Marrakech – series One

At first the premise was simple. And yet it must have been interesting, as it kept going and going and going. Marrakech army would fly over the planet, and beam up the unfortunate souls. At first I had no idea what was going on, but whilst waiting in the ante-chamber one time, I saw it happen, I saw my fate.

Inside a large concrete room was the floor. From up on high but behind triple thick glass shadowy figures watched. The Marrakech elite. The commanders of the crews that had found and brought us here, wherever here was and whoever we were. In the middle of the room was about 50 people, cowering and very clearly disorientated, their clothes were dirty and their eyes were very glazed over. Not drugged, just confused.

There was a hum, and suddenly I became aware of a room beyond, it was full of what looked like turbines or fans spinning. There was a door between that room and the floor room, but before we could see more blinds formed between our own glass door and the rest. There were some muffled noises then, and… I was sure of it, screams.

After a few minutes the blinds disappeared and the middle room was empty. The turbine room though, was all pink and there were weird things on the floor, long white stones stained red, and a few delicate stones that looked like heads, but hollow, and without face features at all. Our door opened.

A growling, deep voice began. “I am Marrakech, you must step into the middle room now.” And we did, as though we had no choice but to obey. Then the door behind closed and the voice continued.

“You’re here because your lives has been misworthy, unspent in their potential, and for some spent in a world of hate. You are to be destroyed. May the good one spirit have mercy on any soul you possess.”

Then the turbines started to spin again, and I noticed, I noticed a room at the side, with a door that seemed half open, and quite thick. I rushed to it, and entered, there was nothing inside but a desk, the room itself being only just big enough for three of these, one being enough though. I got behind the door and realised air was being sucked slowly towards the turbines, which could be seen through a triple thick window on the right of the door.

This wind became more powerful and caused the door to bang closed and stay that way. The hum of turbines was so loud I put my fingers on my ears and crouched on the floor. I heard screams, and loud bangs and my head felt like it was being pulled apart. Then for some reason, the door broke from its hinges and was flung backwards across the chamber, and I collapsed to the floor