Indexia Minor
A Beginning
Welcome to Indexia Minor
A brilliant light stung my eyes and I felt as though I was being thrown, or floating quickly forward. Either way, I wasn’t certain what was going on except that I was moving, feeling, seeing, hearing…everything. I could feel the entire universe as it slipped through my voided body and then I wasn’t..anything. I was nothing and then I was me again. Me, the person I was before, but before what? I wasn’t and now I am. But what, or who was I. I had no memory before the light and nothing seemed to trigger a memory when I asked for my own name. Nothing was…
“Is that music?” It’s like nothing I had heard before and it was ominous at first, but then an organ began playing as well. Something shivered within me as I opened my eyes and found that I was standing in the entrance of a Great Chapel. To my right was a statue of some person that I was certain I had seen before, but couldn’t make out whom. It looked as if the person was of some royal house as he was dressed in splendid robes made of finer silk. His fast seemed familiar and he was looking straight at me. Movement to his left caught my attention and I looked there to see a large black cat eyeing me from behind the statue where only its great green eyes could be seen with any true clarity, but its body was outlined in a greyish hue.
The music hit a peak and drew my attention back to my direct surroundings. The floor below me was carpeted, but I stood on a rug atop the carpet. The carpet was decorated with a repeating pattern that reminded me of Devinosh plants, but not quite the same as Devinosh, being a great vegetable for planting in the winter or summer, was purple and this was yellow, not to mention this one had two layers peeling way from the main vegetable where Devinosh would only have a single one that spiraled around it. The Rug that I stood on was a different color red than the carpet and its designs were in black and an even lighter red. These designs resembled geometric shapes in a repeating pattern and was quite beautiful, but it was odd that a rug was atop a carpet and even more odd that the carpet was atop wooden floor beams which covered over half of the room.
The music played on and I could feel it in my bones as I looked to my left and saw a fountain with strange plants growing around it. The plants were healthy and brilliant green even in the absence of light. There was something behind the fountain as well, but I felt as if I should not remove myself from the rug and instead looked ahead of me. Into the room I could see two sets of pews on either side and a great table just before a pulpit. To the right was an organ which was playing the music I could hear, but I couldn’t see if anyone was standing there or if it was being played on its own. To the left was a large statue of a Gargoyle and as I looked upon it, my skin bristled with bumps. The eyes of the gargoyle seemed to pierce through me and I can not explain how the rest of it looked other than to say it was terrifying and I wanted nothing to do with it.
I looked behind me and the door I must have come through was shut with a bar across which I could tell I wouldn’t be able to remove. Looking back at the gargoyle, terror shot through my entire body and I couldn’t think of anything other than to flee. Doing so, however, would mean that I would have no choice but to run right past the gargoyle to one of the two doors behind the pulpit. I darted quickly into the room, thinking the entire time that the gargoyle would snatch me up at any minute. I looked to the right in the hopes of an exit, but there was nothing there but a great fire place which looked as if it has withstood a thousand winters. The fire that bellowed from it seemed ominous and as if it could leap out and turn me to cinders at any moment. It was made of a metal I didn’t recognize, but it was blue in color and seemed to refract all light off of it in just the perfect direction to ensure the entire Fire Place looked alive and moving, though I was certain it was not. I wasn’t sure if the terror in me was coming from a real threat or if I was just imagining it, but there wasn’t much more about the room I could have remembered as I was moving so quickly to the far door that I sparsely even realized I was moving.
The door to the left would have taken me directly past the gargoyle and so I moved as far to the right as possible until I passed the pulpit and reached the door on the right. I looked one last time and noticed that the statue had now turned and was looking directly at me. I also noted that there was no one else within the room and that the organ had started repeating that sinister song once more. I opened the door and slammed it behind me in the hopes to keep from being assaulted further by those vile eyes.
The room I entered was dark save for a small amount of light being filtered in from a stain glass window to my right. That window, oddly enough, was some sort of eye that seemed to be looking up into the roof. I was..
“The music stopped?” I stated to the room as I realized I could no longer hear that music from the other room. I leaned my head against the door and started reaching for the knob to see if I could hear anything and possibly peak my head back into the room, when something moved in the room I was currently in. I looked up sharply but saw nothing but darkness beyond the small amount of light that seemed to end at my feet. I stood there for what seemed like two hours before I finally had the nerve to try and think my way through this. “If there is something there, it already knows that I am here so it can come at me at any point.”
“Why not search the walls to find a light switch, or maybe a torch?” Someone stated but the voice did not seem to be coming from the room, but rather in my own head as it did not reverberate on the stone walls, which I could feel as I leaned my hand against the wall beside the door.
“Who said that?” I said aloud.
“I did. And sir, you may want to speak only within your mind until you know you are safe. Which you are not at the moment.” The voice stated and I was read to run again, but then I realized…where?
“Who?” I thought to myself.
“My name is Vigor. I am your personal Galvanized Operational Data-lake. I can help you through whatever you have need of me to help you through. Realize that there are certain provisos that I have to adhere too and as such can’t not answer non-direct questions. I am capable to regular speech and learning slang as much as any mortal, but it is a self taught thing. Oh, and I am on your left wrist where I will always be and no one but you can see or hear me. Was that detailed enough or did you want a full diagnostics of what I am capable of?” The voice explained as I stood there, shivering in fright.
“What the hell is going on! Who am I?” I demanded and looked around the void of darkness in the hopes that nothing would jump out and eat me after my outburst.
“You, are Neil. Well, more precisely you are Young Neil.” Vigor answered as the room fell silent once again. “You are here because the once master willed it to be so and thus you chose to be here. As such you have to find your way through Indexia Minor and into Indexia to finish your first major task. Once that is completed then other tasks can be added in a major way. I am here to help you through this and to keep you from straying from the path as all the others did.”
“Other’s, what others?” I asked, keeping my mouth shut this time.
“There were Eighty four before you , but only Seventy Six that you need worry yourself about. Each of them are somewhere within Indexia Minor or Indexia and each of them are making their own little realms within since they can not find a way out. The once master is hoping that you will be the one to make it through in the end.”
“Who is this once master you keep speaking of?” I asked still squinting my eyes to see in the dark but to no avail.
“I think it a better use of our time to get you through this room before whatever moved finds its way across the room and into your face, wouldn’t you?” Vigor asked and though the voice was monotoned in most ways, it sounded as if it were mocking me.
“Any suggestions?” I asked as I slid my hand across the stone wall in search of a small torch or other spell bound wall mount. Instead, I came across a small lever that flipped up when I touched it and the room was illuminated by brilliant lights. I jumped slightly and my eyes slammed shut from the light. Whatever moved in the corner had a similar reaction, or so I thought, as I could hear it move when I did. I waited a few seconds and then slowly opened my eyes. What I saw was amazing and I felt as though I were in a dream. “Where am I?”
“Young Neil, Welcome to Indexia…”