Never Forget - Mono X Six - Little Nightmares

18 - Mono

He felt cold. Mono felt cold in this room. As soon as the words fell out of his mouth he regretted every last syllable.

He was in trouble. He really was now. He could feel the fear deep set into his bones.

Before he knew he went. So fast it was almost like he was running. He was trying to find a way out of this place.

He started to run as he watched the walls turn into flesh, everywhere he went it seemed to look the same, and he knew they were angry.

He knew his way around almost better than anyone. He turned straight for his office but it was another hall.

"No! No no no no no! This...can't be right. This...this is...this is where my office is!" He said panicking. He quickly headed the opposite way to his bedroom. The only places he knew for comfort.

But instead of his lush satin sheets and dark walls it was just another hall filled with fleshy walls and eyes peering at him in disgust.

"No! No no no!" He ran anywhere. It was all the same it didnt matter. He had to leave, to get out. He had to go anywhere but here.

Finally he had found the grey colored hallway. It stood out from the rest. Was this the exit? He had been here so long he wasnt sure. He didnt know if he had ever stared at the front door in his life.

He ran for the door.

Time was different here. It was already in the rest of the rooms, but this hallway was especially different. The faster he ran the further he was away from the door. It was so close..just a little farther..

The air was stale, suffocating. Ringing was the only sound that filled his ears. The air pressed agaisnt him from everywhere.

When he had finally made it he swung the door open and closed it quickly behind, desperate to be safe from their destruction.

He leaned against the door, holding the knob. He sighed, letting out a breath.

He turned to look at Pale City, but all he saw was TV monitors.

Everywhere.

"What..? No! No! Please. It can't be. This can't be happening! This can't be happening to me!" He cried.

"What's wrong Mono? We wouldn't want to hurt you. Or should we call you thin man?"

He had never heard their voice pit loud before. It sounded like many people all talking at once in the same time. Boys, girls, men, women, grandmothers and grandfathers. How many? He wondered. How many were taken? How many before him? Was this the end?

"W-where are you?" He said, a metallic disgusting taste left in his mouth after hearing the name thin man. It was the name Pale City had came up with for his father.

"Show yourself! N..now!" He wanted to fight back. To be strong. Yet the strongest Mono he could be right now, was the one trembling in his shined dress shoes.

His eyes searched frantically to the walls. There were no eyes, but their presence remained fully in this room, even if they were invisible.

"Come forward. Have a seat." A brown wooden chair had suddenly appeared in the center of the room, replacing his comfy rolly chair he had for inspecting the monitors on the walls.

His gaze shifted to it and his fixtated on it. That chair. It was so oddly familiar. He had seen it before he had felt, but where? It was so simple yet so out of place and terribly terrible disturbing to him.

"Welcome home," they said to him. Their words warm but their tone colder than ice. Any emotion attached to their words was stripped away.

"Mono." Before him stood the figure of the tall man.

Mono barely knew him really but he recognized him easily. He had a hat and suit and he was very thin and tall in a disturbing way. Kind of like Mono, but his face was grey, torn and wrinkled, with the look of years of misery.

His heart dropped. The air around him felt colder than it really was, and all he could do was stop and stare.

"No.." he said reaching for the handle of the door behind him. "You're..you're dead. Gone. Out of my life. Where you are going to stay." He said jerking roughly on the handle, trying to make a break for it but it wouldn't budge. Quickly he tried to pull on it even harder as the man swiftly approached him, moving so fragile and slowly in a eerie way.

"I have to get out! I have to get out of here. Cmon!" He said nervously glancing back and forth between the door and the man.

Every part of him was sweating and oddly freezing at the same time. Fear was like a pain of pins and needles throughout his body.

It approached him and roughly seized him. The seizing part did not hurt Mono but when it's skin met him there was a sharp agonizing pain throughout Mono's body.

It dragged him to the middle of the room, shoving him down onto the ground.

"You disobeyed me Mono." They said, the voice of his father but he knew it was not really him.

Mono sat up, "what?! No! I didn't do anything!"

They began to rapidly spin around him in a circle, levitating off the ground, their head fixing on him wherever they spun. They began to spin so fast it did not look like one person anymore but multiple, blurs of greys and blues and blacks surrounding Mono and the very angry voices sounding once again loud lile trumpets.

"We don't want to punish you Mono. But it has to be done. You need to stay here with us."

They lunged at him several times, swiftly lunging at him and smacking him while they circled him. When he tried to get up they kept knocking him down.

"I'm..not..gonna listen to you." Through gritted teeth he tried his best to be strong even when it was so hard. He did not known how long he could take but he was tired. He longed for freedom so much more now, that it was almost like he could not feel the pain anymore, the need and want was stronger.

"You should!" They yelled, morphing into an odd flesh substance, it attached to Mono like chains, the growths wrapping around his limbs, neck, and torso.

He cried out in pain. Everytime it touched him it was like being lit on fire. The contact with their force against his was like igniting and causing more than just a spark. He could feeling the stinging, burning, tinging feeling spread throughout all his muscles and body.

They retracted, and once again did this. Like whipping him with a barbed wire coated in salt, the pain was excruciating.

They did this several times. Retract, attach, retract and attached.

All he could do was scream out in pain as he struggled to escape them, his energy being zapped more and more from this experience.

Finally they had let up, waiting, feeling uneasy for some unknown reason to Mono.

He slumped to the floor on his knees, panting for breath. He was not sure he would ever get up again. His legs felt like they would never work again, like everything had been torn and broken.

Silence hung in the air, stinging like a knife. It was out of place.

Just then the door clicked open.

Mono looked up, not having the energy to care as to why the door swung open and who it could be. In his dark eyes he was tired and in pain.

He saw her, the quiet mysterious woman he had seen once before, standing in his doorway at such an odd time like this. How did she even get here? Was he hallucinating?

He groaned in pain quietly. He opened his mouth to speak but found no words.

"Mono?" She asked sadly.