A Demon's Tale

Chapter Three

- Limbo -

I was lying on the ground on the side with my head between my forearms. My head was too heavy. I felt drowsy and dizzy. I had to just lay still. It felt like my brain had been turned inside out. Everything had become reversed and split apart and then reassembled backwards, as if every single neural path had been disconnected and redirected. I couldn't handle it, -this overwhelming sensation. I had closed my eyes in hopes that less sensory information would help my brain sort itself out.

I could vaguely recall the incomprehensible past chain of events that had led me here, but something was missing. Many things were missing. It felt like parts of my mind were missing or at least no longer connected. I focused so hard to try and figure out what it was that felt wrong, but there were too many things that felt wrong. I couldn't work it out. I couldn't put things together. I couldn't find it. I couldn't remember...

It was terrefying. As if I had suddenly lost parts of my memory, I couldn't make sense of why I was here. I could somewhat remember where I came from, what the world was supposed to be like, but it seemed I could not remember my life. And suddenly I realized... I couldn't remember who I was...

I stared into the blackness of my eyelids. Everything was dark. But at the same time, it was as if I could see, even with my eyes closed. The picture wouldn't go away even with my eyes shut. It felt as if I instead, could see everything clearly, but from outside my body, as if I was watching myself from above, lie there on the ground, like an outside body experience. Everything around me was pitch black darkness. There was only me laying there surrounded by pure darkness.

Then, slowly, I could begin to see the area of the ground around me. I laid there motionless. Then I realized, there were strange patterns in the ground where I was laying. Dark lines, thick and small. It was a great pentagram with many stranger detailed symbols within. I was laying in the middle of it.

Suddenly, I began moving. I was seeing myself begin to move my body, but the image was distorted as if the picture had burned onto my retina and one transparent and dark version of me was still lying still flat on the ground, while the other one had moved a bit. It was like watching myself moving around nervously in my sleep, as if my body separated in two, and then merged together again. I then began moving more and more nervously as if having a nightmare, and more and more shaded versions of me divided from my original state.

It was all blurry, like seeing multiple images at the same time within the same frame. I began seeing dark shapes move out from my body, and then quickly back in again. There were now, what seemed like multiple unclear versions of me, moving around but still occupying parts of the same space.

Then I saw one version of me rise up and stand up straight. It looked around in confusion. The other versions followed soon after as if catching up with the 'right' one. It was all very strange. Then they all came together again, and it now looked as if only one version of me was standing up, confused about what was going on.

Suddenly, I twitched, as if in pain. A strange shape stretched out from my body as if something was trying to escape. It then got pulled back inside. Then it happened again. Two dark shapes stretched out in two different directions. I heard myself making strained noises as I watched myself struggle as if being torn apart from inside. Suddenly, I split again. One dark-shaded version of me fell down on his knees while the other one was still standing up in a cramped position as if in pain.

Suddenly, multiple dark shapes and figures began reaching out from my body. I couldn't tell which one was my own anymore. They all looked like they were in pain and wanted to escape from my body. Suddenly, multiple dark figures began escaping my body and ran off in different directions. I struggled to keep balance and stay on my feet, as I was being pulled back and forth while the strange versions or 'entities' pulled away from my body.