Chapter 9

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The death count has risen up like a wildfire ever since Insanity had his effect on me, every once in a while, I could still hear him in my thoughts. But something weird, even for me, had been happening. After a person's funeral, their body disappeared from their coffin, but no one saw where they went. I had an idea though, Purgatory was most likely up to no good again.

I had an idea while I walked past the place I met Purgatory. If I stayed in there, maybe he'd show up, I opened the rusty door, and went in the back. I looked at the stone wall to my left, and saw a stone that looked misplaced. It was loose enough to pull out. It had a message that said 'When a dead man walks, the people go to War.' I muttered the words to myself;

"War, it is what happens in Purgatory, every day. Why would it be different here?" I heard Purgatory say.

"How do I know your not just another hallucination?" I said with out turning around to look at him.

"Because how else would I know to be here?" He responded. "I left you that message. Your friend doesn't know this place."

"He isn't my friend, he stopped being my friend when his heart stopped cold!" I yelled as I turned swiftly to look at him.

"This is exactly what I mean." He said.

"What you mean by what?" I asked.

"When a dead man walks, people go to War." He said. "You've met Hatred and Insanity, both of their effects are still with you. If you combine them, they make Brutality. If you put all three together, what do you get?"

"War." I answered, he nodded. "When Hatred and Insanity said there was another, I was the other one?"

"Sorry kid, but that is the way it works. You can't fight what is already dead, you can try, but you would be as useless as a white crayon on copy paper!" He exclaimed.

"But you can never beat Death. I may look like a teen, but  am much, much stronger than you will ever wish to be. If you think otherwise, you're more dumb than I thought." I said.

"I you think you're so tough, let's see if you can handle a single hour in Purgatory." He said as he unbuttoned his suit, revealling the portal, and the arms reaching out toward me. I stepped forward, the arms grabbed me and pulled me into the portal.

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