20 - Full Circle

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Hendrick made the last jump, landed on familiar ground as he found himself standing on grass. He turned around, saw Jim make the jump as well. Behind them, a path made out of small islands and stairs descended towards the remains of the school building. They consisted out of a mixture of the other stages: copper, plastic, concrete and so on.


So far, so good. They were finally here.


"Your... I mean... Hendrick's house? But why should it end here? Wasn't the game all about made up worlds with flashy things, just like a video game or a book?" Jim asked.

"I don't know why the third stage is like this either," Hendrick said. "It is quite linear and feels more or less like reality itself is collapsing, but to be honest, if there's any deeper meaning to this, I couldn't care less about it. I just want this to end."

Jim had nothing to add to that.

Hendrick turned around, viewed upon the house he had waken up inside of so many times before. The last attempts had always been: clear everything until stage 3, reach the house, die in the house, wake up in the house again. He could barely endure its view. He swore to himself that he would burn it down once he reached the other side.

Contradicting to all the rather broken down and worn off surroundings in this stage, the house almost seemed like nothing had changed. Besides the fact that it was a floating house with a tiny garden in space, everything was normal. The grass was awfully green, the walls of the house painted in a cheery, almost strawberry red tone. He wanted to vomit.

He walked up to the door, turned towards Jim. "Just let me clear the way. If you don't touch anything, I should be able to go ahead like usual. After that, we can get to work at the door. Got it?"

"Got it."

Hendrick knocked on the door, hid the scissor behind his back. Jim, who surprisingly used his brain for once, walked a little to the side so he wouldn't be spotted.

Silence, then a cheerful female voice, "One moment, please. Who's there?"

"It's me, mom." Hendrick said. "I'm back from school."

There was some shifting inside of the house, dragged footsteps, then the doorknob turned.

His 'mother' opened the door.

She wanted to say something.


But before she could, Hendrick's scissor had already pierced through her throat,


and he pushed forward, inside of the house,


as gurgled screaming echoed through the endless bounds of space.



---

Officer Jeff



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