{Corrupt Desire} =On Hold=

Chapter 4: First and Last Hope

_-=*End Of Flashback*=-_

[Location: Unknown]

(First Person:) I surveyed the dim room and traced my fingers against the damp floor. I lifted my hand really close to my face as it was to dark to even see what was in front of me. Clearly I had put my hand too close as a sticky unknown liquid obscured my right eye and made a trail down my cheeks. My eyes vision was covered by the bright red colour of the substance.

My heart was pounding in my chest I felt like I was going to explode. My voice became cracked and weak as I rubbed my hands across the floor. My fingers glided across the wood which was covered in thick obscure layers of the mystery liquid. Strings grabbed onto my skin locking onto my arms. Panicking my hands moved around faster, I didn't want to be sat in what I thought I was!

"...Please..." I yelped, with tears streaming down from my bloodshot eyes. The gentle, warmth of the sapphire blue faded and was replaced with dull navy. The red liquid deflected of the plain lifeless eye. "P-please, why?" Thoughts flooded my head Tsuki? "T-Tsuki? Tsuki! TSUKI DON'T LEAVE ME!"

Gasping for air I laid in the liquid oblivious as to the fact it was staining my cheeks. I turned as pale as a ghost, I guess my face reflected the situation.

Chains hung from the walls before me clinking live wine glasses. However, there was no-one else there, no-one in the room and nothing to celebrate. My head held high and my fist kept by my side. Alone as always. I was alone. No friends, no family. I tilted my head to the side and scoffed 'family' what in the world was I thinking? My sanity was unstable and was a harm to myself as I punched the wall behind me allowing a scream to escape my mouth.

Blood poured from between my knuckles. I didn't care about the pain until I looked behind me starring at the chains once more. The screams of agony and pain, the blood they lost and tears they shed. The deformity their bodies carried trying to escape the pain inflicted on their delicate skin.The slashing of a blade cutting through the air impaling the person chained against the wall begging for mercy with their remaining strength. Blood splattered onto the walls, tears mixed with blood on the floor... so much blood, pain, anger, hatred! All the emotions that person must have felt in those agonizing moments, the seconds turn to minutes with become hours of torture.

I felt all the weight on my shoulders increase, pushing my body to the floor. I shut my eyes feeling the pain in my head, ribs and legs. I lost contentiousness and feeling in my body as I drifted into another deep slumber...