Forgotten

Chapter 15: The Voice

I was alone. It was dark and nothing moved or stirred. Where am I? I thought, but it echoed aloud bouncing off the endless walls of darkness.

"You are inside yourself dear." A voice whispered back. I jumped back right as it rang through my ear.

"Who are you?" I asked aloud. This time my words didn't echo but stuck to my tongue like glue.

"You cannot talk within yourself. That is for the outside my dear. You can only imagine here." The whisper said.

Who are you? I thought and the echo returned.

"I am you and you are me. We are each other just different possibilities." I didn't do anything. I was trying to wrap my mind around what the whisper was saying. My thoughts kept bouncing off of the nothings surrounding me jumbling my thoughts further as they combined through the echoes.

"One thought at a time my dear. One thought at a time." The voice spoke. "Don't think about who I am or who you are or what is to be. Just make the decisions and you will see as we will become one." With those final words the voice faded away leaving me alone inside of.... Myself.

The scene shifted to an empty room with a woman sitting in the corner crying. Her dark haired covered her face only letting the soft weeps of sorrow escape the curtain.

"Hello?" I asked stepping forward. Here my voice worked and my thoughts were kept to myself.

The woman's head rose, but instead of seeing a face it was only the outline of where her nose and eyes should be. Pale skin covered the features that should have appeared behing the curtain of hair when she rose her head. I stepped back nervous at what I was seeing.

The woman stood up straight. No sounds escaped from her. She stepped forward and lashed out at me. I screamed and ducked, dodging her flailing arms searching around desperately trying to grab me.

"Wha- What are you?" I finally found my voice to speak hoping that the mouthless women would find a way to answer.

Her arms suddenly grew in length and traveled the distance across the room to enclose around me. The skin around her lips tore open letting the sound of breaking flesh and the smell of fresh human blood pour out as a malicious laugh broke through the once silent women. Then darkness.

I was back inside myself again.

"What a beautiful women isn't she?" The voice whispered next to me. The woman appeared in front of me but I knew she wasn't really there. Only an illusion of my mind. "Left alone to morn and this is what becomes of her. If only she had me as her acquaintance. She would end up living a much happier, simpler life. Instead she is trapped within herself. What about you Hinata?"

What about me?

"Are you trapped inside of your own thoughts? Or are you just lost?"

The voice faded and again the scene changed.

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I was near a garden. Flowers were blooming spreading out into a field just up a valley hill, a fountain stood strong in the middle of the garden giving water to the birds to bathe in and company to a man and women. I walked toward the scene to see a beautiful women with the same long dark hair as the one before with a handsome man.

The woman had defined cheekbones and the most ravishing green eyes I had ever seen. The man was rugged looking but didn't show the mystery that usually came with the kind. Instead his eyes gave way to an open book. He had traveled through pain but along the way found love, her.

The two of them sat on the edge of the fountain smiling and laughing as they shared stories and talked about nonsense. There was even moments when they didn't talk, they just stared at each other enjoying the others company without complaint. However, like all good things it had to end.

The man disappeared leaving a trail of blood in his wake as if he had been murdered and dragged from the women. The bright sky turned dark and the flowers all died. The women wept out for her love and started following the blood deeper in the garden. As she kept traveling farther and farther into the forest of dead flowers she turned back and saw that there was no blood to bring her back to where she came. So, the women did what she knew she had to do and followed the trail in front of her.

I walked closely behind her not wanting to lose her as the flowers started to tower above ten feet high. She kept walking not taking any notice to me, as if I wasn't even there, then she suddenly stopped in a clearing.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I came out of the jungle and into the clearing, and then I saw it. The man's body was scattered around the courtyard, dissembled from the trunk of his body. His arms were on one side while his legs laid on the other.

"No." The woman muttered as she stepped forward and grabbed the decapitated head. "NO!" She screamed.

My head started to spin from her loud yell and again I was thrown into a blackout.

~

"Do you understand?" This time there was a figure with the voice. A darker shadow within the blackness of my mind. "You can and will be swayed by the events that will happen. But.... There is a way to prevent either or."

I stared at the shadow and had to keep blinking to prevent my eyes from adjusting to the dark and losing the figure. It never moved but the longer I stared the more it started to blend into the back ground.

How do I prevent these things from happening?

"You will know when the time comes and I present you with a choice."

What kind of choi--

"Shhhh child. Now it is time to rest."

The figure completely blended into the darkness of my mind leaving me alone. Strangely enough the emptiness of being alone scared me the most.

Hello?

Just as I made a sound the hands of the women, with the two natures, crawled out of the surface of my mind and entangled around me forcing me to drown in my own darkness. The loss of breath forced me to wake up to face that some dreams are a reality.