Rapture

Epilogue

Flashing lights.
Parties, constant chatter.
The saxophonist killing it up on the stage.
Ciaran's gorgeous voice projecting around the floor, his slicked back dark hair glistening beneath the spotlight, the flush in his cheeks and the sheen of sweat also sparkling in the golden light, his fingers moving fast and his nicely polished black shoes tapping as he went as lovers and the desperate danced, twirling to the side, dipping off to be young, to be reckless..
a girl underneath my arm, another exchanging sweet words in my ear, but I knew better than to fall for the empty promises, the temptations to crawl into bed with a stranger of the sorts.. Big breasts, a gorgeous curve to her body.. Her eyelashes fluttered as she went on, her eyes shimmering a darker green beneath the dimming light.. She blew smoke into the side of my face, her dandelion gold hair cascading down her shoulders, curled slightly and complimenting her crimson dress..
.. Crimson.
My city, painted with the thick substance.
Our once gorgeous, thriving city, it held so much promise..
A refuge, a place of no god, just a man and his great plans..
See, I first arrived here in 1959, a year right before it fell apart. My beautiful city, full of life, full of women, full of the liars, the cheaters, those wanting to start anew and show the world what it can grab- what it was capable of creating! Gone to shit within a matter of a year! We are filled with nothing but disgusting beasts and creatures that were once man.. Corrupt mad men slaying left and right without question, without a second thought. Fuck them! Damn them! We really bit off more than we could chew.
I was Andrew's favorite. Believe me, boy, I was his top dog. He asked me to carry out an order, to fix something, and without a thought to it I'd do it.
That man, I love that man like he was my brother.
The crazy son of a bitch.
Last year I had women laced below my waist and now..
My fame and fortune down here, I was nothing but a mutt. A rabbit being hunted by hounds. How quickly they turned on me, how quick they were to go from adoring me and screaming my name to pure hatred and disgust. I was loved, I was envied! I was a desirable. Say, I'm a pretty handsome devil, if I do say so myself. I had a rare trait, I had ginger hair.. Carrot top! It fell nicely about my face, and the ladies- oh, they loved to run their hands through it..
It was a real eye catcher. I had a smoother face, I was blessed with flawless skin. Freckles are a given for any redhead, though. Pale skin, flushed cheeks, gorgeous, soft pink lips...
And the eyes.
The piercing, flickering blue eyes, that will bare right through a man's soul. I was an even 5'9. Not too tall, not too short, and a nice button down white shirt and black dress pants, a small vest with slacks were of my best interest.

My name is none other than Jonathan Kingsley, and I live in a city beneath the sea, way ahead of it's time..
It's known by the name, Rapture.

But you can call me Jay.

My boy, whoever you are that may be listening, don't stop! I urge you on, listen to my story, hear the distress and suffering laced in my words. Heed this as a warning, leave Rapture and never look back! As I stated before, we are filled with monsters. Disgusting, horrifying things! Women here cradle fire arms like newborns, and men crave the fresh blood like hormonal teenagers crave contact with another! Nothing will ever make them happier, it's a sick and twisted habit that I'm afraid cannot be broken.
They are addicted to drugs, but not anything you are familiar with on the surface. This man, the creator of this all, he introduced plasmids, and at first, it was beautiful. But like any other, this beauty only lasted but a short time before it fell, crumbled apart and corrupted. The citizens became addicted, and side affects of over usage and overdosage kicked in. Skin rotted on some, others became major junkies and in any case, altered appearances, moods, and changed them completely. Like heroine, it might as well be, hell! The paranoia contributed when it came to turning them mad, and quickly, everyone turned on eachother.
The rest.. it's self explanatory..

Sit down, champ. And you better make sure as hell you're out of sight. I've got a lot of explaining to do..