DARK WOODS CIRCUS | DWC Book 1

19. Part

♪ now playing: Russian Roulette by Tungevaag & Rabaan & Charlie Who ? ♪

Gore warning

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19. Part

Moonlit guns continued to lie untouched on the ground, waiting to be taken over and used.

My throat has gotten drier as the air surrounding me became colder.

The chills, which were all over my body, would be apparent if somebody were to see my skin from up close, as the memory of his voice, and those words, stuck to my mind.

"Does anyone have something to say?" The man continued to speak, the tone remaining stone cold.

Occasional breeze made the leaves on the tallest of the trees shake in disarray, making it become the only source of sound apart from the man beside us.

The icy temperature was numbing my, slightly, itchy skin, my heart rate was shallow and silent, my feet were glued to the grass, and my eyes showed the clearest sense of panic.

"The rules are simple. You fire a gun against your head, or somebody else's. The bullet may hit you, or it will not. If the bullet shoots you, you lose. Changes of you winning are... I won't say."

This sounds like death.

My fear caused my mind to give me alarming messages, and my feet, gradually and slowly, begun to shake.

I have been trembling from the icy-cold temperature, and the realization of what was happening made it obvious.

"Those who make it, may call me Ziraki," he continued, in an attempt to introduce his name, as if he hasn't threatened us with death.
"That is, if anyone makes it out alive," he giggled, quietly.

I'm going to die.

"For those who don't believe I can get away with this, I rule it here. I rule everything and everyone, here," his voice continued to echo through the darkness within the forest, though it got lowered, slightly.

There's no stopping it, I'm going to die.

I never had anything.

I never had family.

Nobody ever cared about me.

I never knew love.

What it feels like to be and truly feel loved, is unknown to me.

I never was in love with someone.

And now, it's going to remain this way.

And I will die.

I froze, unable to move.

"They're ready to shoot. So, take your revolvers," he commanded us, and the sound of his voice made me want to shoot my ears with eardrums off.

I could feel my braincells slowly dying, and every part of it hurt me on the inside.

My lungs began to ache from the cold air getting inside my body, and I could feel every thought I've made, come to life.

If I live,
it's not like I could easily get out, and I would not be loved in the outside world, either way.
I'm fucked up.
I will never find any friends, not here either. Rin is a liar, Miku is against me, I tried to kill the Blue Beast. If anyone tells him and he understands things, he's going to be against me if he isn't yet.