It all began in school, I don't know what grade level am I, but I was in our room when I was in 8th grade. I saw these students and teachers from two different section. Screaming, mourning, holding their ears up as hard as they can. They are dying, as my mind says.
I know some of my classmates, well at least as the dream tells me. They are connected in real life but I don't know who they are as the story went by.
The 'thing' went into our room.
We acted normal out of the scary situations. They are disguised as students or even teachers, but I can tell that they are that 'thing'. Three of them are inside, they all came to observe. I don't know why and how did we get in a room full of students and now we are only numbers left.
I saw them stumbled down from their chairs; crying, screaming, covering their ears - I don't know where did they go, but I know for a fact that they are dead.
Those 'thing' kills the person who are bothered by them, who are not focused and aware of them. Who showed their fears over them.
Class has ended.
This one elementary student came into our room as these survivor students were outside, fleeing, running to nowhere and screaming. I can neither see their faces nor hear their voices, but I know.
We acted the same thing as we did to the other 'thing'. It wrecked our room and we did nothing.
We all know that he's done and about to leave the room, but it did one last thing that made us all shocked.
It went to me. The child, he grab my hair and banged it on the table. I'll remind you: I hear nothing, I felt nothing, I reacted nothing but I did it all inside me. I felt his cheeks and his nose when he whispered, I saw a man, a good looking man to be honest, under a small body. He whispered in my ears and the words he mutters doesn't ring any bell. I don't understand, it was somewhat like an alien language if we call it. He left after that.
We went outside and ran with the students, I'm with my classmates as well as my teacher. We ended up in a wide space, it was the end, it was the way outside, or as we thought. There are hundreds of hundreds of people there, they said that it was the only way outside.
The area is filled with bloody red color, as I heard a lot of noise. All I could think of is "This is like hell," as soon as I realized that the people are running back towards us. We asked them "Why?" that one students stopped and panicky says that "All the people who went passed through that glass-like-wall ends up dying," and I realized that's where the screams comes from. It is moving, that's why the students are running. I ran along with them, but my classmates didn't, and so I came back to get them.
I don't know how many years have passed but it's been YEARS.
I did grow, I don't know how, my body changed within a split of seconds. The sky is still bloody red, still, a lot of people dies. How? Through a simple dislike. Anyone, who gets disliked by the King, Dies.
The King was a man. I don't know how to identify him but he looks like one of the government's official in the real world. He looks at us for one time; I am not scared, I only know that if he likes us he won't kill us, and if he don't life ends there.
Before that, we were on the line with hundreds of students, the teachers guides us on the line. Me and the other person came late, we shouldn't be noticed, but he looked at us.
He saw us.
He likes us.
We we're moved in his place or should I call it his Castle. He always looks at us, we are dressed nicely; presentable. We are still not trustable, so we are watched by someone or something, knowing nothing where they are. Every move counts, one wrong move and you're dead.
The king was loved forcefully. There are events everyday, at least as what my mind says. A King is a powerful man with lots of respect, but in this world? He was a king because the people are afraid of being killed. Everything was for him. People don't own anything, there's no such thing as freedom. This one event, Me and Klei are beside each other. The King keeps looking at us and is pleased on what he saw. I secretly acts on my own, Klei doesn't know anything.
I moved in the upper mansion where people fakery supported and love the King, holding their light sticks up and dancing. There was a food on a big long table and was observing things, weird. I went back on my place where the King can see us as he swings his head back. At first, I thought he likes me, and it was a big chance of me to be alive, but as the time goes by I observed that it was Klei. I don't mind, in that way I can continue to seek and to figure out how to leave the place.
I am not afraid of dying. I didn't feel any types of wariness or fear.
We are moved to the next event where the higher ups are all there and that includes us because we are liked by the King. I have no idea how we got there, I am with my brother, my squad, drinking wine and beer. I don't know where Klei is but I know she's safe wherever she is. We are wearing suites, I was wearing it all along while Klei wore a dress. I am sneaking, until I reached the front. I am the only one at move hence I am higher than them, we shine the most from the King.
Me and my comrades made an eye contact after they found me. They are shocked as I was, told me to leave the place because it's too dangerous.
I am beside of the King's daughter; She's lovely, crazily kind, especially with her voice. She was fixing the table and I acted as I am helping her. She bring them in the back where no one knows what is there. I offered her some help and she thanked me. As I was about to bring it in the back, opening the wall of curtains, she stopped me and said "I'll do it myself," and took the plates off me. I smiled as I let her be and pay a look at my comrades; There was Patton, my brother and other people I know but I don't remember their names and faces.
They looked so handsome with their suites though.
I don't know what happened next but all I know is I was in a room under a red light. There was our parents who went on the bed, which is at the top of a oblong bunker. The second bed was sitting beside the other with a lower gap from the top. There I find Patton, he was laying there as I also went there. There was also a third bed for my brother.
It then became a third POV as this scene came up. But there we was, Patton and I. Kissing, it was a smack at the first and then it was about a long kiss when I woke up.
Weird. Extremely Weird.
This story makes me wanna throw hands on how it's finished.
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