PsyCHOtic AwaKE

Mother []Day Five[]

Anon awoke suddenly. He looked around the room to see no-one there. He sat up, eyes wide, tilting his head  in confusion to where he was located. The room he sat alone in wasn't a room at all, the walls were high and made of stone bricks, the floor was cold and also made of stone. Anon looked around and noticed that the walls were covered in thick, purple vines and flux. The flux covered the floor, walls and ceiling, even Anon was now fully covered in flux. He looked down at his hands, both of them oozed with flux, debris and blood. He rolled off of his rickety metal hospital bed in the middle of the 'room' and fell to the floor, he slowly stood up and walked to one of the doors in the corner. There were four doors located at each corner of the room, all of them battered and old-fashioned wooden ones. Anon grabbed at the door handle, he twisted it around and opened the door cautiously. Inside was a small circular tower-like room which reached high into the sky, a staircase snaked around the wall, leading to a similar door at the top. He opened the door further and stepped inside, Anon looked at the staircase and began to climb to the top, intrigued to find out what was there. He came close to the last few steps, finally he stood in front of the mysterious door at the top, Anon grabbed the handle and opened the door. 

Anon squinted from the brightness of the day light that rained down on him, a warm summers breeze brushed through his messy hair. He stepped into the roof of the strange building that now reminded him of a castle. A waist-high wall ran around the edge of the roof, with four circular towers placed at each corner. Anon walked into the centre of the roof and spotted a tall lady standing at one of the walls that overlooked the front of the castle entrance, she leaned on the wall, her back facing Anon. The lady was also covered in a thick purple mess of flux, she wore a large black summer hat, the brim of the hat circle around her, hiding the back of her neck. Her black hat was accompanied with a long black dress which ran down to the floor, completely hiding her legs and feet.

Anon walked towards her, stepping quietly. "Hello?"

"Is that you daughter Abbie?" The lady said, not turning around. Her voice was calming and in control.

"N-No this is Anon" He said, quietly, "Are you.. Mother?"

Anon suddenly flew into the air above this so-called mother, he hovered loosely in the air above her and was thrown over the wall and began falling to the castle entrance. Anon violently spun around in the air, like the falling man from 9/11, twisting and turning in the air. 

Slap.

Anon grabbed his now-hurting face, he opened his eyes to see Sam, Alice and Christine standing over him, their eyes filled with confusion. 

"I'm sorry I hit you" Said Christine, sympathetically holding her weaponised hands behind her back, "But you were screaming and shouting in your sleep, and you needed to wake up"

The other two nodded in agreement. They all circled him as if they were about to operate on a corpse. Anon pulled away his hand, revealing a smaller red hand mark on the left side of his already-damaged face. He sat up and surveyed the room, still half asleep.

"What were you even dreaming about?" Asked Sam, curious.

"Nothing, It was nothing important at all" Replied Anon calmly.