Timeless

|Broken Dreamland|

- For hours your head remained dripping blood, you were knocked unconscious, being sedated by the doses of despair you woke up. Your hands and feet roughly tied to a wooden chair with ducted tape. Frightened, you had no idea where this place was it was very dark, you had no knowledge of where you existed. Naturally, you looked around paranoid, sweating heavily to find a strange figure behind of many balloons, infront of you, as if this entity was offering you a gift as a compensation for your lived horrors.. Breaths escapes you thinking this could be "him".

- He then spoke, his voice clicking inside your head, instantly your attention was captivated to his performance. You had no other choice but to listen, because you had no will in this place. You had no escape.- "Smiling broken faces, sad suffering faces and lost desire for love, my camera can see it all, I see behind all the scenes. You dear, you're a star, a masterpiece only my camera can fully make a pristine adaptation of. This may look like I care, but it's only through my camera." The voice behind the balloons mentioned, before sliding them to the slide, the flash of a photograph blinding you. You were right, it was your killer Stefano Valentini, he seem more terrifying than before.

"I can be your knight in shining armor, protector of the masterpiece this world summon. You'll learn to smile again, and you'll absolutely be perfection√." Because I KNOW what's best for YOU. I know you". The eccentric photographer laid his hand on your cheek, forcing you to look at him, he smiled mournfully, a evil within vividly coming to life from him.

-Expressless, empty like a empty shell you were, in your stomach a pain of pure disgust, you tried speaking but it was difficult, you vision soon grow hazy. What was happening to me? You soon asked yourself. Attempting to recollect yourself, you took a breath of confidence- "Y-you... can't do this! I won't allow it, stop being such a COWARD and fucking fight me like a true man. I see it now.. You're not a man, you're just the sorry excuse of one". You scoffed, trying to tempt although it wasn't wise your current situation but you had no other plan at that instant, you were a mess right now.

- Stefano laughed handsomely, his gaze focus on her false pride and self esteem, he snap another photograph of her, capturing her expression of undeniable fear, hopelessness and fading courage.-  "You're specimen to be observed, don't be afraid my bonita~ Soon, you'll be glamorous, you'll be my most, perfected work yet. Aren't you overwhelmed with the honor?

"......Shrew you, im not yours, I'll kick your...-You paused, trying to remain consciousness before falling back asleep, you again woken it seemed Stefano drugged you before, this time you were locked in a electric chair with zero changes of escaping, thinking it was the end of the road for you, you laid back closing you eyes. You just wanted out of this nightmare, it was too much for you, you thought of doing the unthinkable... Pausing, you cried, trying not give up on yourself. You didn't understand why, but you wished to escape, you couldn't ignore this feelings again anymore. Death wasn't comforting to you no longer. This broken dreamland won't be your graveyard.