Inside The Unknown

Chapter 5: Into The Darkness

"Wirt."
The deep voice's howl echoed the room and stung my brain, giving me headaches and pulsed every part of my body.

"You're time is almost up."

Pain resonated through me so hard but I couldn't lose conscience, not now, if i did he might...no.  I will NOT give up.

"Does it hurt, child?"

Dark spots began to appear in my vision and I stumbled into the gleaming wooden planks without stopping myself.

Kill me, please.

Darkness surrounded me, no!
I can't give up! My eyelids we're giving in.  But the Beast tapped my temple. Don't fall asleep or you'll miss it. I will not allow you.

Was that in my head?  No The Beast Didn't sound like that, only I did,I must of said it in my head.
I resisted it and instead fell into the darkness of slumber.

Lorna's P.O.V

"Why are you even doing this, Beast?  Killing children, I mean." I said quivering through tears. The Beast's attention turned to Auntie Whispers and swiftly back to mine, he pointed at the now unconscious Wirt, "The same reason as him."

"We would rather kill than be killed. You do know he's murdered dozens of people by now. But, do be nice to him, being the devil can be hard on a little child." I looked at Wirt in panic and pity, I'm sure it had shown on my face. He regained himself quickly enough to hang his head apologetically at me.

"Didn't little Pilgrim tell you? Oh well, I'm just glad I get to watch it happen."

Wirt's P.O.V

"Don't hurt them."
I threatened at The Beast.

"I'm not going to. You are."

I would never hurt Lorna, the head-splitting migraine subsided after I had confessed death was easier and I could now form sentences.

Maniac laughter filled the room, but as I looked around no-one was laughing. My throat started to hurt, and Lorna's face turned ghost white in the now darkened room. What? Who was laughing? Then I realised.

I was.

Elderwood encased Lorna and Auntie Whispers trapping them to their imminent deaths.

The Beast let out an inhuman sigh, directed at me.

"Wirt, you're making it so hard. You always had the chance to submit to me. Guilt and sorrow are easily forgotten. Doing it would be much easier that way, yes?"

The second I chose to save Greg, what really happened?

It wasn't just physical, I'm sure of it. Something had entered my head, rendering time useless and conscious moments were never as lucid. Like it was all a dream.

"Wirt, what are you? You're certainly not human unless native, humans can't live in the Unknown for as long as you have. But alas, you cling to the remainder of a form and it's facing into Oblivion."

The Beast continued after glancing I was still there.

"Both you and your brother would have died without me. I have saved you both, from destruction."

No, I'm not going to die now. How could I choose to lose myself,
To lose myself is to die.

What?
The debate in my head doesn't make sense? I'll die both ways.

Wait. This isn't about me. I'm going to save Greg.