I run up the spiraling flight of stairs. It's fairly short and leads up to an identical looking corridor of cells, however this time with about two or three less rooms and a much wider passageway.
I look to my left and notice a giant mirror, staring right at my disheveled self.
I see my short, yet slightly curled black hair thats swept to the right side of my head, my big, dark brown eyes with a small hint of green underneath my thick, dark eyebrows that are angled fairly horizontally. I see my average-sized nose, my light mustache underneath it and my plump, red lips with a tiny goatee on my chin.
I see my black, long-sleeve unbuttoned shirt with a dirty white t-shirt underneath it and my tight, black jeans with a thin metal chain on the left side, hanging from the dark belt with a silver lining. My dark sneakers are rough and busted up, with white, stained shoelaces.
*Well, thats enough admiring myself, I've already dragged this on enough.*
I walk down the short corridor, seeing another flight of spiraling stairs at the end. I walk past two cell doors until i notice something on my left upon walking past the third door.
A man, sitting in striped prison-like clothes hunched over on the ground with his knees up in his face. He doesnt seem to have any hair anywhere on his body, and hes fairly skinny, with slight muscular definition.
I bang on his cell door and he looks up to face me, instantly getting a smile on his face and getting up close to me.
"Hey, hey, hey he-hey!!!! Whats, whats up?! Big man, big man! Floor two, floor two! You're on floor two! Get higher, get higher, feel the ruse! Yeah, yeah, yeah, baby! You got it! You got it!" he yells right up in my face while shaking excitedly. His teeth are yellow and rotten, and his breath is fucking atrocious.
"Jesus, man, when did you last brush your teeth?" I say as I back up slightly. "Who are you anyways, and what is this place?" I continue.
"Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah!! You're down here man, down in the Atrium! The Atrium, yeah! Big place, large, man! Lots of floors, like..like... I don't know, man! Its insane! You gotta, get higher! Higher, and higher! You get me? Yeah, Yeah, he-hey!!" he continues with the same, increasingly annoying attitude.
"Fucking hell, man! What are you doing here? What's the Atrium? Answer me!" I yell at him.
"Yeah, yeah, ye-yeah! Thats it, baby! My name? Yeah, my name! Names are...really interesting, you know! Referring to people, yeah, big man! Big things are coming for you! Yeah, yea-yeah! Hey, hey, hey, he-hey, baby!" he continues, seeming like he will never stop.
I get up closer to him and bang the cell door in anger.
"Answer me! I'm really getting sick of this shit.." I tell him in irritation.
"Ah, the ruse, the ruse! Infinity, the future, the universe, man, fate, man. I can see your fate, man.. And your fate... is to hear my name, baby. Thats it. My names Lewis, baby. Thats right, thats right! Yeah, yeah, yeah! And I, Lewis I can see... your destiny!" he says as he suddenly pushes his hand into my chest, as if it was a soft cushion.
I feel myself running out of breath and my vision turning completely dark.
Suddenly, i see myself in an empty, dark dome-looking place with a bunch of stars in the roof.
*What the hell... Where am I? What is this..? Am i..? No. That guy, Archie, put me in this place, didn't he? How the hell do I get out?*
I suddenly hear the prisoners voice echoing throughout the place.
"Your fate.. I can see it. Yeah, baby... You're destined for great things, yeah! Yeah, yeah! Welcome to my room, baby! My home... I call it "Maroon Five." Big man gave me this place, baby. I can see your future, baby." his voice says.
"...Really, now? Go on then, tell me my future or whatever... Just hurry it up so I can go on with my day." I tell him, crossing my arms.
"Yes, yes.... You...are...going to... die!" he yells.
I feel hands grabbing me from all directions, pulling me down into the dark void that is the floor of this place. As i'm about to succumb to the darkness completely, one of the hands slip inside my mouth and forcibly make me vomit.
I open my eyes and find myself standing right in front of the prisoner and his cell door again. He looks shocked, his mouth wide open, and I'm pretty sure I see one of his teeth fall off.
"Y...ye...YEAH, baby! You got it! You got it! Yeah, just...just.. FEEL THE RUSE!" he says as he reaches his arm out and pushes it into my chest, pulling me into the dark dome again.
I see arms growing out of the floor reaching out to grab me. Before they can, i send an electrical surge throughout the entire dome, in an attempt to destroy all the arms I can see. The arms seem completely unaffected by electricity, and they soon catch up and pull me down into the void again.
Once again, one arm slips into my mouth and makes me throw up again. I open my eyes and find myself in front of the strange prisoner again.
"I don't know what the hell you think you're up to... But I don't fucking feel like being restrained and forced to throw up!" I yell at him furiously.
"No, no... Why are you thro... I mean... I.... Yeah, YEAH BABY!, GO ON, BABY, Yeah, YEAH!, YEAH!, LEWIS BABY, LE-WIS! LE-WIS! LE-WIS! LE-WIS! MAROON FIVE IS KING, BABY!" he starts yelling uncontrollably.
I start to back up, yet suddenly im pulled towards him by an invisible force, and he sends me right back to the dark dome.
"Once you're in my Maroon Five, you are forever connected to it, and I can forever bring you to me and to this place, baby! Just give up, baby! Take a rest, let me massage you with my arms, baby.. Feel the ruse!" his echoing voice tells me.
I facepalm.
"Does the effect go away if I kill you?" I calmly ask him.
"Wh...N....The ru....You.... Maroon FIVE, BABY! Yeah, YEAH, FEEL THE RUSE, BABY, YO--"
I reach into my mouth and make myself throw up.
I once again find myself in front of him, and before he can react I zap him with a strong burst of electricity.
"You fucking party pooper--!" he screams before he is turned into another piece of nice, roast chicken, collapsing onto the floor.
I sigh in disappointment.
"These guys have the scariest abilities, but the worst weaknesses... I swear, man.. This is going to get boring if it continues like this." I say as i run towards the next flight of stairs.
TO BE CONTINUED
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Untitled Jojo Story
AçãoEverything is a mystery. Based on JoJo's Bizarre Adventure.