I've been sitting in the basement for, what feels like, hours, days even. You see, this basement has a story and nobody, in their right mind, goes there unless you're...Chaotic, and that's exactly how I felt.
Voices. I am hearing voices of people that aren't there. I gasp and leap up, feeling around in the dark, surges of adrenaline coursing through me as, I yell out,
"Stop!" I stumble blindly, completely drowned in, utter, fear, "SHOW YOURSELF!" But the voices kept playing, ignoring my cries, of fear.
"Danah!" One voice laughed, breathlessly "Danah, come on, you know I'm no good at hide & seek!" I cried out, tears stinging my eyes, before flowing freely down my face. Many more voices followed after my mother's and I desperately tried to pin them down, but deep down I knew. I knew I was crazy.
I sat breathlessly, sobbing silently, just wishing I could di-
"Dreams do come true," a voice, I recognized all too well, whispered, followed by footsteps coming towards me
"Leave me alone!" I screamed, putting my hands in front of me to defend myself
"Oh of course," she sighed, I heard her shuffle around in the darkness before she flashed on a flashlight in front of my, scruffy, face "when I'm done with you, of course,"
'Like a deer caught in the headlights' I heard my brother say, before I passed out.
