When Black Comes to Play

Have you killed anyone?

ISA THIRD PERSON POV
The books that I keep by my bed are full of your stories, that I drew up from a little dream of mine, a little nightmare of yours. To be us to take this plunge, to forgive and forget, and be the better man.
So love me mother, and love me father, and love my friend as well.
This silhouette as big as a monster in this gloomy jungle, with shadows hanging their heads.
So make all your last demands for I will reveal myself to you, and I'll meet your eyes for the very first time, for the very last.
So love me mother, and love me father, and love my friend as well.
I met a man today, and he smiled sadly back at me. Now there are thoughts like these that keep me on my feet, that keep me alive.
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ISA POV
I am having yet another nightmare, and I'm back in my bed.
"Can I ask you a question?" I say to the sad boy in the corner of my room.
"Okay, go ahead." He says, as gloomy and scary as ever.
"Where do you go during the day?" He looks up, like he thought I'd never ask that question.
He responds clearly, though. "I go to the Fear Landscape. It's where I live, basically. It's also where all of my..." He pauses, like he's trying to find the right word for something. "My victims go. Anyone who's ever died because of me stays there, forever."
"Have I ever been there?" I ask timidly, fearing the answer.
"...Yes," he finally says. I knew it. "In some of your nightmares... You know what it's like to be there." His eyes are once again wistful, describing this place of fear.
There is a long pause, and I realize that I'm in the Fear Landscape, right now. The dream just shifted. It's really... Dark. And lonely. There's a cold and eerie breeze blowing, moving the grey spider web like leaves on the creepy, twisted pitch black trees back and forth. The ground is all black sand, and although it's solid, I have a fear of sinking in at any second. The sky is a sky before it rains, and there's an old smelling scent in the air, and I feel like if sadness had a smell, this would be it. I guess he hasn't really killed anyone, since I can't see anyone except us. Although, I do see a familiar figure in the distance, with icy blue eyes. I can't place who it is, though. But I know it's not Mom or Dad.
"I don't think you've killed anyone," I say, looking back at him, a bit more brave than I thought I could ever be normally.
He stares at me. "You're half right, Isa." He responds.
"What do you mean?" The dream is starting to fade away. I'm starting to wake up? No!
"You'll find out, soon enough, but don't worry. I promise you won't end up here."
My eyes open, and for the first time ever, I wake up peacefully. The sun is shining, and I can hear birds chirping outside my window. I'm not crying, or scared, or anything. I'm normal, and I don't know why.
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Hi! I found this song by Of Monsters and Men called Sloom and I modified it a bit to fit the story, and OMG! I really like it. It's not mine, though. Just wanted to make sure everyone knows. Not mine. I don't want to be charged with copywriting or anything. I think I'm good... Maybe?
Thanks for reading!...?
P.S: Also, perfect theme song: Battle Scars! If you haven't head of it, look it up! It's awesome! Lol this is a very musical chapter!!