Bride Of The Undead (BoyxBoy)

Collapsing Line

   The horrific scene I came upon was like in a murder mystery novel where an unimportant bystander came upon a disfigured corpse and which resulted in an piercing scream which awoke the rooster. But this time it wasn't exactly the same this wasn't in  I would've much rather have seen a body, mutated in rigor mortis than what I had seen. I piercing scream that would resound and echo over my mansion did not exist but just utter shock and empty screams...But mine were more extreme since the eyes express what words and the tongue could not. Turns out that I had not even Luka's remains to adore, but nothingness which was more horrifying...

   Millions and millions of thoughts ran rampant in my mind clashing and colliding...I could not think straight. Before that time I did not know that I could focus so much...I only solely focused on finding the suspect....I wondered through the night when not even the sun had awoken...but then again the sun could never awake for me since my 'sun' was eclipsed, stolen by the 'moon'...the only bright light I had in my cold, dark and solitary world...She was a Persephone to my Hades. But then again like Hades I had capture Luka like he did with Persephone using dirty methods, but I had hoped it would end as well as Persphone and Hades because they were together in the end. My line between reality and dreams were collapsing, I could no longer tell the difference. I tore my hair, and pinched my cheeks desperately trying to wakeup.

  I didn't want to wake up from the dream, at least the dream was a dream. I had control in a dream. I was having a much better time asleep. And that's really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare. Like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved but I woke up into a nightmare.