Almost as if I was causing it, the painting began to crumble and disintegrate, making me step back in surprise.
"The fuck-?!" I stopped myself as another voice reverberated through the air.
"Same snake, different skin. Always spinning his yarns, his webs, his lies."
It was the same voice from the tunnels. Sultry, sensual, yet with an underlying ridge of danger beneath it. Slowly, I turned around, coming face to face with...the Entity. My pulse stopped for a second before resuming in double time and I couldn't help but stare at him. He was wearing a white suit that seemed to mimic Mark's with a black undershirt and tie. Noticing my wide-eyed expression, he chuckled a bit, shaking his head.
"I always thought you were trapped in his games, perpetually plunging down the rabbit hole of his stories," he said, walking closer to me and causing me to try and step back in an attempt to counter him, only to be rooted to the spot. "Helpless. Lost..." He reached out and almost tenderly caressed my cheek, his voice dropping to a rough whisper that not only reverberated around my skull but also in the air around me.
"I know the feeling."
The gentleness of the touch reminded me of Damien. My heart ached in my chest as he pulled away, his fingertips lingering on my skin for a brief moment. He then stepped back and started walking over to something further in the void, and I was compelled to move my legs and follow.
"Perhaps I'm the crazy one. Perhaps we've met a hundred times already and you simply don't remember it," he mused, standing in front of a desk - when the fuck did that get there?! - that had a glass of wine on it. "Perhaps you're tired of me repeating myself over, and over, and over, and over, and over, AND OVER AGAIN!" He practically roared the words out, his red and blue aura flickering and crackling around him, causing me to flinch out of pure instinct.
Oh, sweet suffering Shuckles, I was so fucked.
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Confessions of a Corpse
Fanfiction[REUPLOADED FROM MY ALT ACCOUNT, @Beebs_the_writer] The District Attorney didn't want to die. The District Attorney didn't want to disappear. The District Attorney wanted only one thing. They wanted ANSWERS. And they'd do anything to get them.
