I got used to this life.
Dark
Silent
Empty
Life
Sometimes I would think...
Who is behind those demons?
But those thoughts will just fade out of my head.
And the memories.
They take them.
Just like they took my soul.
I am still here.
In this dark and empty room.
There is no light.
But there is a shadow that I can see in the corner of my eyes.
The shadow just sits there.
Almost as if it is watching me.
It doesn't speak.
It doesn't even move.
But I can see one thing.
It's Red eyes.
Those eyes look as if they are piercing into my soul.
Another demon.
Must be.
The shadow is now moving.
And I can hear something.
Bells?
"These are the hell bells."
I heard the shadow say.
Hell's bells?
