Brainwashed

Lies For The Liars

     A single tear slid from my face and hit the dusty floor. I felt a hand on my shoulder. Then another one. A third hand. There was only Kobra behind me, right? I slowly turned around, frightened. There I saw all three of them!

      "Wha…I…but…," I stammered as I stumbled backwards toward the cots. I bumped into the cots, causing the lifeless corpses to make a thump on the ground. I shrieked. I really did; I made a promise to myself to never shriek and what do I do? Shriek. But I think it was worth it, seeing the living apparitions of the lives I just took away. It's not fun.

      "Heh…well, I see you're doing better, Poison!" a familiar voice comforted.

      "You…you two…you're not real…!" I was trying to convince them as well as I had convinced myself.

      "If I wasn't fucking real, could I do this?"

     The being that looked like Ghoul picked up a stick and whipped my face with it. It left a scar. I'm sure it did.

      "Fine, you are, ow, but what about the Jet Star one?"

      The being that looked like Jet came and helped me up, but he was laughing. Laughing. How could he possibly be laughing right now? I stepped back again to get a good look at them. They looked real, but how can I trust that they're actually Jet and Ghoul? How is Kobra okay with this?

      "Ha…here let me explain…" the Jet being started. "We knew you were kind of acting funny, so we decided to make some mannequins look like us. We put 'em in the cots, so 'you' would think it was us. We stayed in the back room 'till Kobra took care of the earpiece we saw earlier."

      "So…you lied…" I started to say.

      "Yeah, basically."

      I started to walk towards them, but I slightly hesitated. We heard footsteps coming through the Diner's front doors. We all quickly crouched down to avoid being seen. It was Missile.

      "Hello? Where is everybody? Poison? Kobra? Jet? Ghoul? I heard gunshots. Is everyone alright?"

      There was silence. Why couldn't anyone speak? I couldn't either. I wanted to just get up and hug her and tell her everything was fine. But I somehow had a feeling that it wasn't fine. I felt a strange feeling like someone else was in the room with her.

      "Hello? Is anyone here?"

      I heard a something that sounded like a mix of a scream and a gasp. I had a feeling she saw the mannequins. Now I really wanted to talk, but nothing came out. It's like being brainwashed all over again.

      "Let's keep moving; they're dead, it's nothing."

      My eyes opened wide. I knew that voice. It wasn't a very friendly tone at that. Where was my ray gun? Damn; in the middle of the room where I was almost going to shoot myself. Can't shoot 'em…can't stop 'em…and they have Missile…my life was falling apart. Should I just give up? Turn myself in to be exterminated? I don't want to. I really don't want to, but…what choice to I have? I started to stand up.