Sb, The Dark Rabbit [DISCONTINUED!]

= Chapter 8, Just A Bad Dream =

= Dark Sb's perspective =

Everything was dark, I felt the dreadful feeling of falling downwards yet I could see nothing. I called out, yet nobody came. Nobody heard me, nobody responded.. no-one cared. I had become yet another number on an endless list of variables. Then suddenly, there was light. I could see, my eyes had been opened.. was I dreaming? I didn't know. Everything around me was grey and I had finally hit the bottom of the seemingly endless pit I was falling down. I stood up and began walking towards the only thing in the distance, the only thing inside this grey wasteland. It was a white glass table with two chairs positioned opposite each other and there was a teapot on the table. Mindlessly my body wandered towards one of the chairs and sat down, I didn't know why I was here or what had happened for me to be here, but I was now sitting down at the pale table waiting for something. I knew not of what I was waiting for, or who.. if there's even someone else here. I looked up at the darkness above and saw particles of light fading into it, the surroundings looked quite odd and un-ordinary so I assumed I must be dreaming.

"I see you're finally here.." I heard a voice speaking from directly in front of me, whoever spoke must've been in the chair opposite mine so I looked back down to see who was there. "Tea?.." there was a strange-looking lady sitting in the chair opposing mine, her hair was a shade of light blue and her face nearly as pale as snow. Her crimson red eyes were staring right into my soul as she awaited my response to her question, she was wearing a purple/red-ish jumper that went down to her knees on the left side. She had a pair of boots on that matched her hair, looking at her hands that were now clutching the teapot that sat upon the table's glossy surface, I realised that one of them was a strange sticky substance. Her odd-looking hand was a light blue goop that was very close to the colour of her hair yet it was slightly off, slightly darker. Now that I think about it.. parts of her seemingly perfect face were flaking off, underneath what once looked like skin was now the same goop that her hand was made out of. "..Tea Sb?" she asked again, I shook my head unable to say much as I was trying to think of who she could be. "I understand, we've not met.. have we? or perhaps we have and you just don't remember it... maybe we've met in a different world.." she explained, yet she didn't seem to be finished yet "This world is known as The Nightmare Realm, the realm that can morph into pretty much anything.. just like me.."

The strange figure morphed one of her fingers into a knife and then back again, the realm seemed to be a part of her yet she seemed to be a part of the realm. "..Who are you?" I finally said, she simply smiled and began pouring herself some tea "Despair itself.. I am despair and despair is me, we're one in the same really.." I sighed and watched her take a sip of her tea, it wasn't steaming and seemed to be slightly blood coloured.. "No, I was asking for a name.." I spoke again and she placed the cup down onto the table once more. "..You already know that Sb, think.." she seemed to be enjoying this, smiling about it as if it were a game as I sat there silently thinking as she had instructed me to do so. "Okariia?.." I didn't know what this word was, nor how I knew it but she seemed to be happy by the fact I'd come up with an answer. She nodded before taking another sip of her strange tea "Correct Sb, you do know me after all.." 

"Now, let's get to the point shall we?" upon her saying this the tea and teapot disappeared, there was now nothing laid resting on the table. "I'm here to talk about something... you've been causing quite the chaos for your family, haven't you?.." I shook my head at her words "..They aren't family.." "Oh? but they are.." I hated to admit it but she was right, they were my family at the end of the day yet I don't see them that way.. not all of them anyways. "You're causing them quite the despair!.. it nearly brings a tear to my eye... that is, if I could cry but that's not the point Sb.." I just sat there and listened to her, there wasn't much else to do here anyways as upon sitting down on the chair it had restrained me to it. I was trapped in this realm with her to listen, maybe to learn a thing or two from the words she had to offer. "The point is.. you're pulling yourself apart, you're meticulously planning every last detail right down to the execution of the act... it's tearing you apart from the inside out, all the pain.. suffering.. despair... it fuels me, you know? though, it's causing a disruption in the balance of your soul.."

 "You've darkened yourself Sb, gone bad.. like a rotten apple from a fallen tree... you've brought hate upon yourself, ruined nearly every good thing that has become a part of your life and what for? why?.. I don't mind that you're spreading despair, I only care that the world is balanced.. you being unbalanced causes the world to be unbalanced which means that everything is unstable, the world begins collapsing in on itself and the stitches pop at the seams.. poof! then everything's gone.."

"Balance yourself Sb, I hope I don't have to intrude upon your dreams to warn you of this again.." she said as she waved goodbye to me as everything faded to black. The world then came back to light and I was in my room, my cobweb area on the one lonely chair I'd placed within it. Perhaps that was all just a bad dream.. yet maybe it was real, warnings are things to heed so maybe this is worth noting.. I thought to myself, then I decided to go back to sleep as it was an off-day for everyone. I'd not given anyone any jobs or missions to do today other than not to disturb me and to keep the shadow realm clean and tidy for when I woke up. I've not seen her again since I saw her in my dreams, in the nightmare realm.. maybe one day I'll see her again.

= Chapter 8 End =