The Catalyst

Chapter XXI: Tomb of the Forgotten

Dante got up and looked around. He wasnt next to the bush anymore. He was in a long halway. It was dark and quiet. No one was around. Dante was alone. He relized that the woman had placed him in the tomb. "I thought she couldn't show me how to get there." Dante thought to himself. Dante heard a small noice behind him. He looked back to find that something in a slot in the wall had moved. He walked closer. Going blindly towards the noise. He got closer to the slot to get a more clear vision on what it was. It was a skeleton. Dante moved back. "Why was it moving?" He thought worried.

Dante walked down the long hallway. As he did he heard footsteps behind him. With this he kept looking behind him to find that nobody was there. He than saw a room. The room was lit a little by a candle sitting on a pile of bones. Dante went in the room and grabbed the candle. He looked at it. It had just been lit. When Dante turned around to walk out the room, the doorway was gone. Dante backed up. "Wha....whats...happening?" Dante said. Dante a started to feel weird. He didnt like to be in such a small space. But before Dante could wonder anything else the wall he was up against moved forward. As did the rest. They got closer and closer to Dante. Surrounding him. "No! No! Stop!" He yelled. The walls kept getting closer and the room kept getting smaller. It was like it was consuming Dante. Dante shut his eyes out of fear and yelled a howl of fear. He than opened them. He was in a different, bigger room.

Dante looked around. It was still dark but he could see faintly with the candle in his hand. He heard a creek up on the ceiling. He jumped and starred up. Darkness. He couldn't see what was up there. Nor did he really want to. He walked towards a small hole in the wall next to some faint letters on the wall. "Rage" it read. He looked through the hile and saw himself. He was about to kill Files. He jumped back. "How?" He said. He than went to another hole. This hole also had a word next to hit. "Guilt" he read. He peeped through and saw himself kill the mayor. This happened with two more holes that were in the wall. Rage, Guilt, Sadness, Betrayal. They all had the kills that Dante had made over time.

Dante stood in the middle of the room in silence. He than heard the creek in the roof again. He looked up. There moved something. Something big. Something not human. Suddenly Dante ripped some of his shirt tail off and poured wax from the candlr on it. He than lit the cloth and threw it up at the ceiling. Two big white sacks could be seen. But that wasnt all. Up on the ceiling layed a big, black, spider. The fire reflected off the spiders many eyes and its furry body. The spider jumped down and was in front of Dante. Dante looked at it in fear. The spider than turned around and layed on the ground. Dante than saw what was on the spiders back. Baby spiders crawled by the hundreds off the back of the spider and crawled up onto Dante. They covered him. Dante's last feeling was the feeling of thousands of little legs crawling on his body.

Dante opened his eyes. He was in a room with what seemed to be Layla. She than turned around and had a smile on her face. Dante ran up to hug her but she disappeared. He than turned around and notced that she was there but something was different. She was mad. She was yelling at Dante cussing at him. The insults rang in Dante's ear as he threw the candle at the ghost. He let out a scream of fear and stress.

A light shown at the end of the room he was in. Under it was a mirror. Dante walked uo to the mirror and looked in it. His brown hair was distorted and had scars on his face. His eyes had blood running down his cheeks. Dante was smiling evily in the reflection. But not in the tomb. He than saw the reflection take out a knife. One by one the reflection killed these people in the mirror that were crying for help. Dante started to cry. The reflection luaghed and luaghed as each one of the peoples lay dead on the ground. Dante punched the mirror as he screamed. "No!!! Fucking Stop!!! Im not a MONSTER!!!" The mirror shattered. Blood ran down Dante's hand. In the frame of the mirror he saw Layla laying on the stone bed. Dante reached into the frame to find it was a doorway. Without any hesitation, he stepped through. Out of the darkness.