Psychopathism.

Chapter Seven "Visions."

Lance woke up with a start, feeling a bit nauseous. He tried to open his eyes, but his visions are blurry. Once he tried to get up, he felt someone is wrapping their arms around his. Once he look back, he stared in horror at the sight.

Pan!

Lance moved and held Pan tight, trying to wake him up. The sight that Pan is in right now traumatized him. His eyes are gone, as if they have been removed, his mouth is open slightly, letting blood out, and his body seemed to have stab wounds, a lot of stab wounds. Lance started to shake him wildly now, feeling his tears rolling down to his cheeks. Without noticing, Lance see something at Pan's hands, it's a note of some sort. When he picked it up and read what it says, he felt his body shaken and shiver crawling down to his spine.

Your happy endings will always led to this. You will always make the wrong choices.

He throw away the piece of paper and looked at Pan's dead body, he felt his world comes crashing down on him, wanting the nightmare to go away, but it never happened. He start to shaking, and wanting to get out of here. He got up from bed and walk tiredly to the door. His legs felt like stone, and his eyes are blurry due to his cries. "It seemed that you failed once again." he heard voices, and he knew that voice well. too well. "SHUT UP! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU KILLED HIM! " Lance yelled at the voice, wherever it came from. The voice laughed harshly, "Oh really? Well ask yourself as to why you have a knife on your hands?" the voice said, and when Lance look down to his hands, he stared horrified. He now holds a knife, covered in blood. "H-How is this- I-I-" He stammered, don't know what to do next. He want to puke, and wanting to leave this place and start a new beginning. However, it seemed that everything he do will always giving him the same result. "W-WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME?!" Lance demand, wanting to get out from this bad dream. Then he saw a figure standing at the doorway, coming closer to him. He can't move, nor get away from this monster, because he know that this monster, is himself.

"To make you understand that your dreams of getting happy endings are just nothing but a fake dream. You must learn the truth, that this world will never be by your side. There will be mistakes, and you've responsible for many of them." the figure paused, as if picking his next words carefully. "You can survive with me, you know that. Let's leave all this behind, and let's make them know that we are back in business."

Lance doesn't know what's real and what's not anymore, he grew tired from all this. He always make mistakes, but this is something he can't forgive himself. He knew he must need to learn and adapt. He must not let his fake dreams take control of him once more, he need to change himself, entirely.

Lance nod, as a yes. The shadow figure smiled widely, "Good boy. Now, let's get you out of this mess. We'll be together once more."

There are now a loud thunder closing in, and banging. He closed his eyes, yet it kept getting closer.

He felt something grab onto him, then everything went silent.