Dreams of an Absolution

I Remember (Episode 24)

As Caspian heard the footsteps grow closer and closer, he tried his hardest to break away from the chains of the small chair, both with his dusting powers and physical strength. But the more he tried, the more he realized that breaking away from the chains was impossible, especially with the special handcuffs still on.

All of a sudden, a knife came flying from the shadows of the dark room where the footsteps were coming from, striking Caspian directly in the gut. As soon as it struck him, Caspian wanted to shriek in agony, but he held it in so he wouldn't alarm the person who threw it. The knife wound also wasn't that deep, so it only caused Caspian to tear up from the slight pain.

"Now, the fun has finally began," Vincent said menacingly, revealing himself from the shadows. But for some reason, Vincent was wearing a classy vest instead of an orange prison jumpsuit. His bright yellow eyes beaming from the darkness.

Before Caspian had a chance to respond, Vincent chucked another knife at Caspian, but this time, into his knee. "Go ahead and scream, I dare you Caspian! Just know that nobody can hear you now," Vincent uttered menacingly.

At this point, Caspian was shaking in the chair as tears strolled down from the pain. "Go a..ahead and kill me already! I've suffered enough you bastard!" Caspian yelled as more blood leaked from the knife holes in his prison jumpsuit. Caspian's eyes appearing more dark and his skin more pale. But, Vincent just laughed hysterically. He was laughing so hard that tears formed in his eyes.

"I...can't...breathe," Caspian barely gasped as the loss of blood began getting to him. And then, immediately after finishing his sentence, Caspian felt another knife sharply graze his throat. "Man, you sure are funny Caspian. Just the idea of mercy is hilarious to me. Don't go dying on me yet though," Vincent chuckled before stabbing Caspian in the gut once more.

This time though, Vincent slowly dug the knife in deeper into Caspian's stomach as he slowly made his way up to his ear. And once he was less than a minor inch away, he sniffed Caspian's neck and whispered, "Ah yes. The scent of your flesh is just as delicious as I remember." As Caspian slowly lifted his head and turned his face to Vincent, he noticed that the black tattoo that was on Vincent's neck began to grow all over his entire body. And as the tattoo spread, knives began growing out of the tattoo's ink until it was all across Vincent's body.

"You know what the saddest thing is Caspian? You had an entire life ahead of you, and you just wasted it. Wasted it by getting yourself locked up in prison, for no good reason. I guess what I'm trying to say is, your life is meaningless. And that's because you've done all these petty crimes, for nothing," Vincent explained as he was getting ready to stab Caspian once more.

"No....you shut the fuck up," Caspian replied gritting his teeth with his hair covering his eyes. This reply stunned Vincent immediately. "What was that Caspian?", he said in a deeper tone. "You heard me...Vincent. Shut...the fuck...up! You don't understand what I've went through, what's driven me to this point. You don't have the right to assume that the hell I went through was for nothing! You have no fucking idea!", Caspian yelled.

All of a sudden, the dark room around Caspian faded along with Vincent for a slight second. And all Caspian saw was bright flashes from his past. "Simon!!!", yelled the voice of a child. And then, silence. As this was happening, Vincent looked down at Caspian whispering to himself while chained to the chair. The blue pupil in Caspian's dark, soulless eyes had vanished. Everything, was silent. "I...remember."