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Into The darkness

Have you ever been somewhere so alien, that you began too scream for something human? That the darkness they put you in, drives you to a whole new level of madness, which only rarely have humans sank their teeth in. Has the pain ever been so bad, that it keeps you company while you scream out pathetically? Or maybe you have experienced the horror of something so scary that the blood in your mouth, boils with rage as you taste the pain crawling closer, and the Goosebumps travel chillingly down your neck. Maybe instead you've felt like all you have known, has lost its reason, and gradually you began to forget the life you had before, and everything you've learnt from it.

Its how they punish you. For everything that you have done. They no longer believe that time fixes everything. No, they don't believe anything any human has believed. Which makes perfect sense, because they aren't human, and anyone who has believed that they are, has been screwed in the head far longer than necessary. I can't blame them though. Just the few months I've had in here, is already making me scream for something normal. Something more human. I can tell you this now; the darkness does some awful stuff to your mental health.

Everything became dead silent. The screams from the other prisoners had faded into the abyss. Not even the cool breezes came to say hello. It really made you feel isolated. As they use too say, when something was this silent; you could hear a pin drop. From experience, I already knew that they were coming, although it still made me quiver in fear. My palms started to sweat, and the goose bumps on my neck rose higher with every second that passed by. My heart started to beat faster; in till it soon felt like it was going to explode any second. It is a skilful way to drive fear into the deepest piece of someone's heart. If I weren't so afraid of them, I would admire their ideas, which would turn into a masterpiece with every scream becoming louder.

Somewhere far away, a door began to creak open slowly. The sound echoed through the darkness, giving me the image of me being in a cave. Nothing followed for a couple of seconds, in till suddenly, a loud thud echoed through the room. Soon followed by something dragging across the ground, like a large body. Another thud. Another drag.

The pattern continued, coming closer and louder as it went through time. Every Horrid noise the thing made, sent another round of panic course through me and I began too thrash about helplessly, frightened of what they have planed for me today. I felt tears run down my cheeks, and my breathing becoming ragged and heavy as I continued to struggle.

The thing stoped, and the only sounds I can hear, was my patheticness and something else breathing heavily. That was my que to stop. I knew the way they play their games by now. They expect nothing from you but for you too be scared, and if they weren't satisfied with your reaction to there introduction, then they would punish you harder later on. I played along with them, which wasn't that hard cause I was actually scared of them. Scared of the power they hold, and scared of what they would think of what to do next.

The creatures heavy breathing was right beside me, giving off a foul stench, that smelled awfully like salt and copper. To be frank, I knew that smell from anywhere. The smell of human blood. I gaged as its breathing became more rapid, and the smell came off more strongly.

Something slimly, that burned like acid, touched my cheek, travelling up my face. It travelled gently, making its way to my brain, while scaring my face with the heavy chemicals. It stoped right on my forehead, and the creature muttered something in its foreign language. 'Oh hell,' I said, panicking. And then a white light surrounded my vision.

Chapter 2:

Maybe it was cruel of me to do it. Maybe it was something that could have been prevented. Maybe if I thought it out a bit more, none of this would of happened. We could all be here, still laughing at pointless jokes and dreaming of things that we believed could be achievable. Maybe if I didn't do it, Life would still be its peaceful state to me and not this unexplained chaos.

But that's not how it was then. It was either hit and run for the rest of your life, or lye there, side by side with them on the cold heart ground. I was to young to let my life fall to another soul. I was too young too just let it slip through my fingers while I could do something about it. So I did it. Am I ashamed? No, I'm not. No matter how many times they play that moment in my head, they wont make me feel guilty about it. I've already spent endless nights crying over what I had done, so nothing that they can throw at me can change any of that.

The birds were chirping in the early morning, spreading their little secrets to the world. Their high pitch notes created a melody that no other soul could replace, nor could be recreated. The words they spoke hidden from the common ear, yet discovered by the sense of knowledge that the common mind can not use. Frosted dew covered the grass, leaving a sparkly blanket under the cold sun. The sky was baby blue, without a single sign of a cloud anywhere. To be quite frank, the world had a beautiful face, but the secrets hiding under the skin were dark and twisting.