The Last Call

~Chapter 1 - The Calling~

The snow has settled along the grass. Taylor sat down, he bit his eraser softly as he attempted to solve the math problems assigned to him by his teacher as a consequence of his recent behavior. Taylor was 18 still living with the fact he had schizophrenia. It helped sometime's others it caused psychotic break
downs.. Hence the behavior. His over imagination didn't help.

his therapist provided him with an idea; yet there is a box in his possession at home that he discovered, and he remains hesitant about it due to its perceived ability to change the way things operate; Investigations with his friends have shown that the entity possesses the capability to potentially manipulate the fundamental principles of physics. Additionally, it exhibits a tendency to perceive either screams or whispers instructing it to enter the box, notwithstanding successfully resisting the urge to comply. The allure of yielding to this mysterious voice appears to intensify with each passing day or week, as time awareness becomes increasingly distorted since acquiring the item from a wooded area covered with gravel. Upon inspecting the box, he found it peculiar that despite its simplistic nature as a standard cardboard box, his efforts to dismantle it proved futile, as it appeared to be indestructible.

"Ticks.. It's began to tick.. I think it's mocking me..Due to my lack of experiencing time alterations."
Taylor had expressed his concerns to Maxi on the night he made the decision to stay over. Maxi was pondering whether or not he should have contacted someone due to his worry. "Maybe.. You hearing thing's again?.. I..can get you a watch his it hel-" Taylor let out a sigh that interrupted him, stating, "Watches have a tendency to malfunction if they are approached closely. I am likely to forget that I am wearing it. A watch would be of no use, Max," Maxi sighed at his excuse's. As night descended upon the surroundings, enveloping the room in an eerie darkness, Taylor found themselves abruptly jolted awake by a series of sharp crackling noises that pierced through the stillness of the night. Eyes widening in alarm, Taylor's gaze shifted towards Maxi, whose form lay peacefully in slumber, undisturbed by the unsettling sounds reverberating through the room.

The crackling noises echoed ominously, sending shivers down Taylor's spine as they strained to discern the source of the disturbance. The faint glow of the moon cast long shadows across the room, heightening the sense of unease that gripped Taylor's heart.

With every passing moment, the sounds seemed to grow louder and more persistent, intensifying the feeling of foreboding that hung heavy in the air. As Taylor hesitated, unsure of how to proceed, a sense of urgency crept into their mind, urging them to investigate the source of the mysterious sounds that had shattered the tranquility of the night. Upon gathering his courage, he proceeded to explore the enticing noise. Deliberately, he approached the stairs leading to the attic, where a gentle luminance peeked through the crevices of the closed trap door. Dismissing his unease, he advanced towards the trap door as the noise gradually intensified. Abruptly, it ceased when he forcefully opened the trap door, revealing a dim lamp casting its light upon the now open box.

Upon voicing the inquiry 'What now..?' in anticipation of a response, he directed his words towards the container. Unaware that a prompt reply was imminent, a gentle, eerie whisper enticed him towards the box, beckoning him closer. The cryptic echoes resonated melodiously from within the box. As he advanced towards it, a solitary query escaped his lips, 'Will it cease if I heed?' A sudden darkness enveloped everything, plunging him into a realm of void before slipping into unconsciousness.