Violette 2

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I woke up at the very edge of an unfamiliar bed. I think I've been asleep for too long but I wonder why is my hands splashed with ink. And just like everyday, after waking up with a few minutes, I get this confusion and frustration always attached to my depression and I am only calm inside when I fall asleep and the few minutes of when I've just woken up.

I looked around and it seemed so weird. There were cruces hung everywhere but they were hung upside down and I can see blood dripping from each one of them and these weird paintings hung everywhere were just so creepy for me.

On one window, I saw radiant color splashes and that... and that gives me a throwback of something... similar that has happened.

Then I found Chalice entering the room, followed by Violette. The similarity in their looks astonished me. Yet Violette had white wings and Chalice only had bloody hands.

"Hey, man. Such a splendid night we had out of your fruad foolishness." Chalice laughed.

I don't rememeber that.

"What kind of night? The night when I was challenged to have 5 shots of vodka and 2 jars of this disguisting nutmeg? Yeah, really splendid that it made me black out for two days, did you check the expiration date?"

"Maaaan, you're so funny as usual but forget about that. Mixing nutmeg with 5 shots of vodka, such delicious melangé that tastes like unconsciousness and fun. You made a good pole dancer, where have you been taught? And you were very obedient during the ritual, wow, you've even became a better plotter."

What is she talking about? I could hardly concentrate with her words because Violette kept moving around, distracting me with her wings.

"You even confessed your love to a spirit and kept calling my name, it was so damn funny. And you were very lucky because I was astonished by how you knew my real name, it was only Gabriel in this shithole called Las Vegas who knew all about it and he is one who saved you anyway."

"Saved me from what?" I asked, still distracted by Violette who suddenly disappeared after she said 'Gabriel'.

"From me. Wherever you knew such information, it was a threaten but then he told me all about it. Oh Larry, you have changed alot! And you've been hiding all this time!! You probably have been clean for so long, yet you seemed conscious last night and I know you were." Chalice says, approaching closer to me and putting her bloody finger in my mouth, "You'll always be one of the best murder plotters."

So Violette is Chalice's real name? And the Violette with wings is just hallucination made by my conscious mind? I can't believe it, I can't believe her and this double identity story. I am not getting hallucinations, this must be real.

"Where did Violette fly?"

"Oh my god, are you still under effect of the nutmeg? I mean, it's not that bad. And hey, Larry, you haven't told me, what do you think of the new hairstyle and name and shit? Probably not how a thirty years old look like, eh?"

Who is Larry? Is this some kind of reincranation stuff? Did I really know the truth of Violette's fake name identity by mistake? Well, I have to play it cool until I understand the whole story of crimes and spirits and the secret identity and everything.

"...yeah, the makeover's cool but I knew my sexy Violette anyway, haha. Ummm, so where have you come with the Chalice name anyway?"

"I ain't gonna spill out all my secrets, you'll have to know it yourself." She winks and kisses me slowly and that's when I knew I'm bollixed.