Afraid of the Dark - Laughing Jack

Chapter 8

Okay I literally wrote this chapter 7th November 2015, but apparantly it didn't upload? Ah well. Here it is xD

Jack's POV

The moment I wrap my hands around the once colorful, wooden box, memories start flooding back. Memories of a friend. The good times where I was his only friend, and I was all he needed. And then he locked me away in the box and left me. Abandoned, With no way to get out.

I clench my fists and throw the box to the floor. I then sit down and cross my legs, sitting opposite of the box.

"You're doing this" I say. "Not she. You're making me want to obey her, like Isaac". The box doesn't say anything, but then again I didn't exactly expect it to. I guess it's kind of weird that I'm talking to a box in the first place.

I thought going after this Celestia girl would be interesting. A new challenge. I didn't expect it to be this hard. Whenever she says my name, she catches my attention. Whenever she tells me to do something - mostly she tells me to stop - every nerve in my body wants to obey her. It's like I'm a part of her and she controls me.

"Well, she's not Isaac. She can't stop me, she's a victim, not a friend. Think she's able to change me like he did? Watch me".

"Are you talking to...a box?" someone asks, and i turn my head to look at the source of it. There, by the door, I see Ben staring at me with a confused frown on his face. I quickly kick the box away and stand up.

"Don't you have a game to hack?" I mutter, and he rolls his eyes.

"Someone's having a bad day" is all he says, before he wanders off somewhere else. I stay inside the mansion for a while, trying to find an answer to why Celestia would be able to control me.

Which she can't. I won't let her. She's not Isaac, no one's ever going to be Isaac again. No one's going to change me again. I just need to fight her, that's all.

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Celestia's POV

I can't sleep. No matter how much I toss and turn, kick the duvet off or wrap it around myself, it was impossible. The moment I closed my eyes, white eyes were staring at me, sharp teeth were grinning at me, and long claws were scratching me. His insane cackle replayed in my head, and every little noise I heard made me jump.

When the clock tells me it's 5 am, I decide to get up. Although my stomach screams for food, I feel like if I try to eat it'll just come up again, so I take a quick shower without eating.

When I'm done, the clock is already 06:40, so I just grab my books and head for the door. That's the moment I notice the door of what used to be Diana's room. I stop dead in my tracks, thinking back to all the memories. When we moved in, she jumped onto the bed and refused to leave unless she got the biggest room. Tears stings in my eyes by just thinking of her, and I blink them away. No, I wasn't ashamed of grieving over my best friend. I was pissed that Laughing Jack made me go through it all by myself.

I slowly open the door to her room, ready to look at all her stuff and remember her, but what meet me is not what I expected.

The room look untouched. Empty, like when we first moved in. Thinking about it, it shouldn't surprise me as much as it did. I already knew what Laughing Jack was capable of. Removing any visible memories of her was just like he removed everyone's mental memories.

I slam the door shut and turn around, taking determined steps towards the door. I won't let him get to me. I will remember Diana, even if I'm the only one. Lauging Jack will not break me.

I hope.

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Short and crappy but eyyy I needed to write this, even if it's not a torture scene. and mental memories are a thing okay trust me you can call it that xDD