No one's pov
"I am Asher Jackson," he alerts the crowd, "I am suffering from darkness." With that Asher turned away from the crowd and reached for a flask. After taking a swig he returned his gaze to the crowd of people a crazed look subdued by the alcohol hidden in his eyes. "This Darkness is known as Depression, Depression is gentle until he decides to kill you by making you sad, and then.....then he causes you pain and suffering, and be for long your just some empty shell waiting to die. In my opinion, everyone is suffering from depression, it's just he hasn't called your name to begin the ritual," Asher says while trying to look in many of the two hundred and some peoples eyes. Asher takes another swig of Vodka.
Asher's Pov
I finish taking a drink of vodka and suddenly I feel the pull of darkness. After all, I am going to be a murderer, it's just I was hoping that I would be allowed to get to know these people a little more before I kill all of them. I nod to my companion and the lights go out, and the lock down doors fall sealing all of us inside. "I'm afraid that my time is up, so now I must kill you," I chuckle darkly and watch as they all attempt to call 911. Within two minutes everyone is dead and I'm nowhere to be found.
YOU ARE READING
The Darkness called Depression
HorrorJust read the story if you want to know what it's about. (I am using an IPod so I'm sorry if chapters are short, this book will be in writing for a long time so don't worry if chapters are short)
