A Gemini's Mask (DannyPhantom.Exe Fan-fiction)

Chapter 5: Voltaire

Falling, falling and more falling just how long will this sensation last?

"What's going on and what exactly am I falling into?" He wondered.

It's dark and quiet but it's not empty, somehow the silence was louder than any noise. Danny's mind raced uncontrollably, for now, fear of the unknown had finally set in and taken full control. How did he end up here? What was going to happen to him? Is he really going to die? These thoughts among many raced through his mind, overlapping and speaking over each other. He couldn't move physically so this was all he could do. But through all these thoughts more powerful ones stood out.

"Pathetic." Echoed his deep British voice.

"That's right.." Danny agreed, "I failed I let my friends down, I ruined our one con weekend together..."

"Weak."

"I'm a failure, I can't do anything right, I couldn't keep even a simple promise to return to my friends to go get food, what good am I for anything more?"

"Worthless."

"They probably hate me now. Hell, I'll even go as far as to say they've probably been faking it this whole time. Telling me that it's okay, they understand, when in reality I'm just a burden to them. To be honest they'd be better off without me."

"ALONE."

Without realizing it Danny had shut his eyes and accepted what this inner voice was saying, the pace of his fall increased the force blowing his hair all around. Flashes of the moments leading up to now played in his mind along with the sound of his friends calling to him in desperation. Finally, Esra's last words to him were clear "Don't fight the fall, let the magic work, and when you're standing in the dream, run."

On the last syllable Danny's eyes darted open, he was no longer falling or in darkness, he was standing in what appeared to be the hotel hallway. Except there were no doors or windows just long hallways. "Where am I? The hotel? No...this place...it's not right somehow..."

The walls groaned like an old ship at sea, the lights flickered above Danny, a deeply unsettling feeling began to set in. Something was watching him, he was not alone wherever he is, the sense that someone or something was behind him rushed through every bone in his body.

A deep, hot, and heavy exhaled breath cascaded down Danny's left shoulder followed by a very primal low growl. Frozen in terror he wasn't sure if he should look, run, stay, speak, or anything else. Everyone talks about fight or flight moments but really when it comes down to it for either to kick in all you can do is freeze. Your senses become overwhelmed thus clouding all judgment and reason you would normally have. Then it finally clicked in Danny's mind, Esra had already said what to do, she tried to warn him. No longer thinking instead just acting, the words in his mind synced with the thought of hers, "RUN".

"Left, Right, Left, Right, Keep running... Don't stop... Don't turn around... Keep running...." Panic-fueled sprints guided Danny down the hallways, taking turns around unpredictable corners. Realistically danger could be lurking anywhere in this strange place. However, the only immediate danger at this moment was whatever got close enough to make Danny fear for his life and yet not take it. This thing, whatever it was is dangerous, and having fun watching Danny squirm and struggle for life.

The same 4 words from earlier were spoken again only louder and more serious. "Pathetic. Weak. Worthless. Alone." The next turn lead Danny to the edge of the rail which overlooked the lobby down below. The chandelier about was no longer this immaculate, beautiful, fixture. Instead, it was now rusted, crumbling, and barely emitting any light at all. As one of the pieces cracked off and fell Danny's eyes followed, the sight of Voltaire walking in the opposite direction down a dark hallway caught his glance. However he didn't turn around to look at Danny, he just kept walking, once again Danny thought about what Esra had said to him. "Run and find him, Make the deal and wake up!"