I regretted everything. Going down here, sleeping. Even staying in this house. I just, couldn't even wrap my head around what was happening. Is this a dream? No, I woke up about 5 minutes ago. A large slam upstairs. The door closed,I ran up to get out but... It was locked. I had to get out through another way ... But I've never been in the basement. Mom never let me. Then I found light switch in the dark and. Flip, it was on and, once again, there was the feeling of instant regret. Those, chains. In my dreams, they were there. The part I couldn't belive was. Someone lived down here, in chains. The blood was still fresh on them. I looked around holding back the vomit and noticed, cameras. They were evrywhere. And I looked into the next room and there were computers. My heart jumped I can watch the cameras and see if one shows a way out.. Not much else I can do. So I went over.... It was already on. It was basic, showed when movement was on cameras for different parts of day... One caught my eye though. When going through recordings there was one saved that was named, escape. I thought it would lead to an exit but. When I opened it, it showed, HIM in the chains. And me. Walking in and, saving him. This, this was my dream. I was horrified. All those terrible dreams. They were real?
And I remembered. A dream I had long ago, I was only five and could barely remember . no wait, it wasn't a dream it was real. My mom, yelled at me for playing in the garden. I told her it was Geo. He was in the garden, she looked at me oddly and said back. "Geo? What are you talking about?" I said back. "It was Geo, he looks just like me and has red wet hair." My mother was so. Terrified by that she ran to the bathroom and cried for hours. I forgot about it and didn't remember until now. I found the very first video. It was just the old lady that used to live her putting up the cameras and testing them. I skipped ahead a few and found. Cute little five year old me. But, I noticed I wasnt happy. I was so serious. Then I noticed the time on the recording. Midnight. I was sleepwalking. It looked like I had someone with me. It was who I thought was my old imiginary friend, Geo. He was real? And then I took him to the chains and hooked him on them. He didn't do anything to stop this. Then I noticed, because he's passed out. He was bleeding from his head. That's right. He fell while we were playing in the garden once. I took him there to hide him so wouldn't get in trouble. Mom called the cops for a search but they only ever found traces of his blood in the garden. The day after mom cleaned the whole house without even noticing that the liquid she was cleaning from the floor was blood. I was a smart kid, I hid everything well. I spilled juice on the blood to make it look more like juice and not blood. My mom, acted odd though. She said Geo never existed. He was imaginary. I think she didn't want me to know he disappeared and go looking for him. But, he was my brother. Everything is coming back to me. To many memories at once. Before I could get my mind back and stable. A large crash came from behind me. And I froze. There he was. Geo was standing on front of the closed door to the computer room. He stared at me, not even smiling and said, in a terrible old rough voice. "Look who came back to play."
