Experiment 4 by Kat_p Lyrics
Drea walked up to the grotesque throne that raised her father above all those surrounding him. A six-foot tall man could stand at the base and the top of his head would barely hit her father’s knees. The structure was built in complete contrast to the rest of the room. The walls that enclosed them were a smooth blood red that looked like they had just freshly flowed from the vein. Most people avoided them because they were paranoid the walls were still wet. In each corner of the room, silver pillars stretched from the floor to ceiling in the traditional cylindrical form smooth as the walls around them. The base of the pillars looked as if they came straight out of the floor, as an oversized stripper pole or jail bars. In Drea’s mind, jail bars were a better description.
On the left wall, walking into the room, hung a picture of her father resting on his throne with a menacing smile, and on the right hung a picture of her lounging on a fainting couch, also red. The pictures showed how strikingly similar the two were, the only difference were their eyes. They both had onyx black hair, high cheekbones and a tall thin figure, but where he father’s eyes were as black as his soul, hers were a bright green. The picture frames were the same metal as the pillars, simple plain square frames. That’s all there was to the room besides the throne, and there was a reason for that; this room was intended to intimidate. Even the floor was made of metal to cause the visitor to feel uncomfortable because all they could see in it was the reflection of her father.
The throne that he sat on was the focus of the room, and not just because it was the biggest. This structure was built from the lives of others, literally. The legs of the chair were femur bones fused together and the arms were made from the humerus, all from victims of her father’s wrath. The main build of the throne was stone, but surprisingly it was comfortable. The seat and back were cushioned in a red matching the walls, and the cushions edges were pinned down with diamond studs. At the top of the chair, over each of her father’s shoulders, sat two skulls, the heads of his parents. In the eye socket, he had rubies placed, and many people swore they glowed whenever he was angry. The most impressive part of this display though, was the platform that raised the throne above the room.
A giant stone snake circled the base. Its eyes also had jewels in it, but they were sapphires, the only blue in the room. This snake laid protectively around an impressive pile of human bones that held up the chair. Any empty spaces between the bones were filled with diamonds, clear and black, and rubies. As if this macabre imagine was not enough to instill fear, the entire structure was designed to look like there was blood flowing from the cracks. She was the only one who could enter this room and not want to pee herself, but who else would not when staring at the devil.
On the left wall, walking into the room, hung a picture of her father resting on his throne with a menacing smile, and on the right hung a picture of her lounging on a fainting couch, also red. The pictures showed how strikingly similar the two were, the only difference were their eyes. They both had onyx black hair, high cheekbones and a tall thin figure, but where he father’s eyes were as black as his soul, hers were a bright green. The picture frames were the same metal as the pillars, simple plain square frames. That’s all there was to the room besides the throne, and there was a reason for that; this room was intended to intimidate. Even the floor was made of metal to cause the visitor to feel uncomfortable because all they could see in it was the reflection of her father.
The throne that he sat on was the focus of the room, and not just because it was the biggest. This structure was built from the lives of others, literally. The legs of the chair were femur bones fused together and the arms were made from the humerus, all from victims of her father’s wrath. The main build of the throne was stone, but surprisingly it was comfortable. The seat and back were cushioned in a red matching the walls, and the cushions edges were pinned down with diamond studs. At the top of the chair, over each of her father’s shoulders, sat two skulls, the heads of his parents. In the eye socket, he had rubies placed, and many people swore they glowed whenever he was angry. The most impressive part of this display though, was the platform that raised the throne above the room.
A giant stone snake circled the base. Its eyes also had jewels in it, but they were sapphires, the only blue in the room. This snake laid protectively around an impressive pile of human bones that held up the chair. Any empty spaces between the bones were filled with diamonds, clear and black, and rubies. As if this macabre imagine was not enough to instill fear, the entire structure was designed to look like there was blood flowing from the cracks. She was the only one who could enter this room and not want to pee herself, but who else would not when staring at the devil.