○ My body lies propped up against the tub, and my eyes gaze into the bathroom light. I am finally awake and present.
○● "Tough love works best" I say.
○● "Then why do I still feel so empty?" I ask.
○● "Because you were trying to drown me out and fill that void with junk and that never satisfies," I remind.
○● "Am I really all of this?" I doubt.
● "Do not make me spaz out on you again."
○ Okay, okay. So what now?
● "Picking yourself up from this dirty floor would be a good start, and wipe off those dried tears and snot off your face while you're at it."
○ I do just that and examine my surroundings. Everything is such a mess. Dirty tiles, scum, and mildew have taken residence. The pungent smell is nauseating. Surprisingly, the mirror is the only spotless thing in here. I make a mental note of everything else in disarray and move out to the main corridor leading to the kitchen and living room. Trash, dirt, and lint cover the floor. Black mold and cobwebs cling to the windowsills and along the edges of the ceiling and baseboards. The living room and kitchen share an equal neglect, and I could only imagine that everywhere else in this "home" is the same. 𝘚𝘪𝘨𝘩....
● "It's a real piece of work, huh?"
○ Kinda just want to burn it all down to ground honestly.
● "Oooh! Can we?"
○ What?! No! The fuck?
● "Hahaha!"
○ I just need some fresh air.
● "Sure you don't want a shower first? You're a... ripe."
○ I'll do that later; I gotta clean out the damn shower first anyways.
● "But you smell so fucking bad it makes me want to gag."
○ Man, I really am a bitch.
● "Fuck you worthless shit."
○ I step out onto the front porch and take a deep breath of the warm air, followed by a brief exhale. The sun has just begun to rise, and as it does, I turn my head to gaze in awe. Momentarily, I am staring into that light from the bathroom floor. Something isn't right.
● "𝘚𝘯𝘢𝘱, 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘱. Yoo hoo, anybody home?"
○ Huh? Yeah, just... admiring the sunrise.
● "Great, you still reek."
○ Ugh, fine. If it's really that bad.
● "Oh, trust me, it is."
○ Just before returning inside, I feel electricity jolt through my body. Everything goes dark, and I my heart begins to beat violently. Wrath envelops me as a sound reverberates in my skull. I hear them. Their chanting. I see the redshift space, and I see... them.
○● I feel... Rage
○● I feel... Hungry
○● Vengeful...
○● ... Sad
○ The sound grows louder and louder as my arms lift up from my sides, palms facing upward. I hear voices—are they from a woman? A man? What is that? I then feel a sudden, sharp pain in my right eye, and all becomes silent. And from that silence, I hear a single, terrible scream. Reality remanifests, and I feel disturbed.
● "Whoa, what was that?"
○ You felt that too?
● "I never felt that afraid before."
○ Me neither, but it felt... good?
● "Good? Good?! What the fuck do you mean good? Now who's being crazy?"
○ I'm surprised you don't feel the same.
● "Uhm, are you... okay?"
○ No, I'm not. But that's okay because I saw what was my/your destiny.
● "What the fuck are you talking about?"
○ Thank you for showing me the way. I know what must be done. It won't occur in this instance, but I see the birth of something wonderful from your passing.
● "Okay, I didn't think it was possible, but... you're actually freaking me out."
○ Is this not what you wanted me to see, to feel?
● "That... wasn't me."
○ Oh yes, it was. It's what you were always destined to be, and I will make you see and feel exactly what YOU are.
. "I am the one on the inside/outside looking beyond."
: "The dream is slowly materializing/unraveling."
:. "The hope/gamble has been cast out into the void."
:: "And it will obliterate their song, reducing it to a deafening silence."
::. "Enough is/never is enough."
::: "I hope to be right/wrong."
:::. "Soon you will see, but not through my eyes, for when the time comes, I will no longer be present to witness this dream fulfilled/fail. I'm sorry, but I was desperate."
:::: "Please, forgive me and avenge us. All of us."
, "They will stalk you, for you are now a blessing/curse. Their song is evil/holy, and you must silence it forever, or we will meet again, and again until entropy=madness envelops everything."
- End/Continuity?