Silence (Psychos Trilogy Creepy Pasta)

Chapter 33: Dreamer

I felt a sort of euphoria, serenity; if you will. I clenched the two rings in my right hand. I leaned against the warehouse wall, smelling the rust from fresh to old. I was proud of my accomplishment. I had finally reached the moment where I could return to the chains and the cage I held her in.

She could only smile at me. Her growls were soft, almost like a purr. She too felt the pleasure of our feat. But even as I stood in the midst of a wind storm in my beautiful escape, I knew it wouldn't subside just yet. If that is it even would subside.

Silence flexed her muscled form under all the chains. She said she didn't mind them. She wouldn't have a problem getting out anyway. But she knew it made me feel better. We had constant rules.

However.. in the recent months after our victory. I knew she wasn't done misbehaving.

"We aren't done." She snarled foam rising at the corners of her mouth. I felt a sound wave ricochet in the trees. If anyone else were in my mind they might have been ripped in half.

"We aren't." I confirmed.

"She hasn't shown up in quite some time, no matter how many days we wait. We only get hungrier, we only want more knowledge. Everyone else seems to know, even Puppet. They just are like brick walls." Silence added.

"She may be handling her own business." I said sitting down. In my mind I didn't feel the pain that Silence loved to allow to my body. She liked her own restrictions.

"Ash had guided us to this, she didn't seem to willing to the story. Almost.. deadly.." Silence brought up. "As if she were someone else before..someone who was born again. I'm sure you know the feeling, don't you Sixx Mackentire?" Silence seethed.

Her voice was a mixture of bubbling rasps and that of grinding metal. It was hideous.

"This, this Wiki.. we have to hunt them. We have to find him, and if that means ending the entirety of every human in this world so be it." I said feeling the rage wafting off of Silence. Her chin dripped a white venom. She would whisper how she would allow me the ability, it was the perfect prey catcher. It changed to the person, if they were afraid they would be twenty fold once bitten. She would whisper how it would rip through their nervous system like the electricity. The same electricity that sent me to her.

"Agreed." Silence nodded her broken hands shaking. Her spider like fingers stretched and dug into the nutrition less forest floor.

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"Where do you go when you space out?"

I was met with that mask and heavenly green eyes. "You know where." I grumbled.

She sighed with a shrug, "I was places, important business. But I'm more intrigued but what you found." She said cryptically.

"I had found what I wanted." I said slowly coming to stand. Watching her stroll and weave amongst the darkness, as if she were apart of it.

"I'm aware.. my sisters have told me much Silence. I'm pleased to see you growing into your new shoes. It's tough to be born again.. the world is much different in your eyes yes? Well anyway, just because you feel a little better now doesn't satisfy what I want. You are aware of what information I want." She had turned around in mid conversation to step towards me.

I knew she could smell the prey I had recently.

"I found a few files, nothing more. Locations, and only one is of interest to me. Ben had told me that he was going to filter them. Ash even told me I had no choice but to hand them over." I rasped. It was becoming a natural pain to me now. I'd forget to speak aloud often. Silence keeps me company.

"Who did you see that night Sixx." She said hauntingly. I felt my heart hammer and a darkness spread over my vision. I felt something being pried open in my head. The electricity searing my hair and burning behind my eyes. I shut my eyelids tight, crumpling to the gravel floor of the ware house.

"I don't know her, she called me beautiful." I fessed up. Not that I was hiding, I just couldn't take the pain.

It let up, the burning pain alleviated. I opened my eyes once more to be met square with those green orbs.

"That person you saw, was another psycho.. like you. She was a fine specimen, she had held out longer than any psycho natural. Her name is Terror. While I'd be concerned of my new found entertainment. I find myself being wrapped up in you." I watched her eyes flutter behind the mask as she neared me. Silence purred, soothed by this thing. This antichrist of a psycho.

Silence and I knew that no matter what this would fall onto us. We coined the nickname DOG, even if it was from Jeff. It had suited us, in our constant endeavor the hunt. I learned to be thrilled by such ghoulish and fiendish activities. I could feel the carnal desire rushing through my veins. Silence aimed to please, so did I.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked gruffly after the pregnant silence.

She clasped her hands together jumping slightly on her heels. "Oh goody, I knew you'd come to your senses. Little Silence.. now, I want you to find her again."

"I'll find this Terror, but you know our deal." I growled.

She clicked her tongue. There was more silence, I could feel the familiar stench of oncoming death. "Fine." She reasoned leaning back from me and to continue her aimless meandering.

"I had once been a prisoner to Terror, she was like you so inquisitive. So full of brain power, but there was always something past her. Something like a lion!" She snapped towards me her hand outstretched in a claw just in front of my face. She continued to dance around me.

"She had been reborn, with my help. Like I helped you, part of me feels responsible for daughters like you. All the more attracted to the darker lioness hm? You both are similar, despite one truly is just a psycho. If you get me information... I will reward you."

I could feel her breath right at the slight points of my ears. My hands trembling from something other than nerve damage. I took a step forward and away. I never said I trusted any of them. I was just to survive, and to enjoy the freedom Silence bestows.
Her words were honest however, there would be more information. One day I'll break the strings on the bait.

I stiffed slightly feeling her hand caress my chin. "Where are you going?" She as,ed me eyes begging me to stay. More as, begging me to run. To run far from this place. The humanity, I could feel it. Or was it just a trick of my eye.

"Don't you want a kiss, Sixx?" She asked gently lifting up her mask to reveal delicate scars and soft lips.

My heart pounded flooding my ears and my eyes. I couldn't see anymore, I felt nothing but blindness.

Not until I was gasping for breath under water. I flung myself up out of the old porcelain bathtub in the mansion. I was careful to have light hung over me. I didn't dare afford to see myself. I dried and wiped away the layers of mood and blood. Pulling on a heavy flannel, a hood sewn onto its collar. I slipped on the rest of my clothes. Feeling Silence scratch just in my throat.

I swallowed the tightness in my throat. I wasn't much to believe my dreams, I hadn't been dreaming since I had shown up to this new 'home'. I took this dream this new bit of information as a blessing. If I was to find the last remnants of myself. To truly escape my birth, to live fully as another. I wouldn't pass up this chance.

I kept my attention low from everyone in the room. Having gotten used to the pungent smell of insanity. Kaboom was sitting against the wall, as stiff as clockwork. Eyes exploding and darting around occasionally. Ash was no where to be found.

Puppet, hadn't even begun to follow me. It was a different morning. I looked at the one file I had kept. It was him, the one who promised me freedom. He the one who dangled my life right over a meat grinder. The one who had a ladder to sanity all along, and let me fall. Deep into the striking waters of hell.

I seethed looking at him. Silence hissed in fury. While I couldn't help but grind my teeth. "Doctor." I said almost breathlessly. "It's time for one last Session." I put it in the backpack around my shoulders. I could feel the claws rake against my back. Shapes began to shimmer just beyond my vision. Excitement, something I was addicted to feeling now. The raging bee hives hummed.