We're All a Little Crazy

Land of Dreams

Anti woke, his throat dry. Trying not to disturb Jack, he slipped out of bed to get some water. Halfway to the bathroom, he sensed someone stalking him. He started to run, but a hand grabbed his neck and pushed him against a wall.
"What are you?" Mark stared at Anti. Anti could sense him. Mark had a dæmon, and it wasn't friendly. "Why did Jack help you?"
"not....like....yours..." He strained to get the words out, and air in. Mark gave him a questioning look, and dropped him. Anti gasped for breath, feeling his lungs fill with air. "What do you mean, 'not like mine'?"
Anti started to stand up, but Mark's glare made him change his mind. "Your dæmon. I can feel him. I'm not like him."
Mark glared. "How would I know?"
Anti rubbed his throat, wishing he'd managed to get the water before. "Dark. Your dæmon. He's evil. All he wants is your death." Mark's eyes widened. "I'm not like that. I would never hurt Jack. He's my friend." Anti smiled, happy that he was able to call someone that.
"Mark." Mark head snapped back to the dæmon. "I know you want him out. Don't let him out. As long as he is part of you, he can't hurt you. You may feel pain, but you need to keep him with you. He-" Anti coughed, still weak. Mark looked at him with scared eyes. "promise me." Anti whispered. Mark nodded before he blew away.
Y̟̙̺̮̪̖̳o̙ṵ̰͍͓̝ ̱̝̖͕̭͓r̭͖̯̘͔̳e̸̖a̳̠l̙̳̠̲l͔̮͚̮̭͚̠y̢͇͙̩̺̞͓̗ ̵͚̲͇̬t̞̞͉̖h̰̭̞̦͡i̙͔̰̬n̲̤͎̣̺̻̟͞k̶̭ ̛̹h̷̺̬e͏̫̣̰ ͚͟ͅc͖o̺̺̜͇͖̞̭u̗̼l͓̝̤̰̣ͅd͈̹̹̯ sto̳̜̣͙̰̤͘p҉̣͚̫̮ ̶͖̣̥̼̥̫me?̟̱͙̟͕
Anti spun around, searching for the voice. A foot landed on his spine and he cried out, falling forward. He looked over his shoulder and saw the dæmon. Mark's dæmon.
The dæmon kicked him in the stomach, and he curled into a ball.
H̥̮̺̲͙e͏͖̖͇'҉̭s͕̼̠ ̯̰̻hu̥͉m̤̫͍a̤̺̰̞̪͝n̖̻͉̰̞͓͢!͓͕̙̰̜̩ ̠̥̬͔̗͝H̞͍͔̱͇̞ẹ͙͖̙̫̼̞ h҉͎̠̲̺a̵s̯̪̲̞̜͎ ̪͎̦͙̭̺n̸̦̪̹̬̟o͏ ̶̲̱̟̫i̛̝͎̗̼̩d̺̗̘e̻̖͈̝̙a̩̻͚ ̱̰w̬̟̦ha̧̱̯̜̗̮t̺̫̦͈͕'͉̼͡s̴ ͔̰̣͖c̴̠̩̬o̞͙͔͍͔m͈͕͟ͅi͓n͖͟g͓̺̹̩͎͞ ̱a̢̹̩̹͎ͅͅt͉̮ ̣̮̖̤̘̥hi̙̞̘̲̕m̻̳͘.̮̹̣̖
Anti felt himself being lifted into the air, too weak to resist. He saw the demon's red eyes staring into him. Anti closed his eyes, but the demon forced his eyelids open. W̢̝͈͓̼̜̦̮è̘͚̮̻͓͇l̨͇lͅ ͍lo̹͎̪̘̺̗o͇͖̪̟k͈̝͎ ̳̖̝͔̘̮w͏ḥ̴̱͚a̮t̰ ̢̺w̢͚̹e͚̙̻̩͎ͅ ̺̖̻h̰̙̹͉̕a̜̙v̨̫e҉̮͖̥̣̗̹ ̤͝h̬̳ẹ̡͚͉r͏̥̲̖̦̖͕̩e̬̪͎̝͖͕͈.̟͓̪͎̪

Anti's gaze dropped down. The demon held him directly above a clear lake. Anti struggled to free himself.
G̠̘̤̖͓͎o̖͖͚͎̺̥͘o͓̼̤̙̞͙̩d҉̲̬̣̜b̲̰͞y̻͡e͇̺̯̟̻̗.̡̥ Anti was dropped and he fell towards the pool. He landed, the pain, his whole body-