Close your eyes.
Think of a dark room.
Your trapped in the middle.
As you open your eyes it’s so dark it feels as if they are still closed. You feel around for a familiar friend, but all you can feel is the damp, cold dead bodies sprawled on the floor.
You feel a warm liquid trickle down your cheek.
You figure out what it is.
But, alas it’s only a simple tear. Or is it?
The silence of the room pierce your ear drums. You let out a high pitched scream to try to cure the inanity, until you realize there is no cure. Not a single medicine that can save you from the demons you fight every day inside.
These aren’t normal demons, but only the kind who can hide in the black hold in your heart. You can feel your soul slowly exit your body and rise to the top of the room.
A single light flickers o, and you look up to see your inner self pointing, laughing at you.
The insanity pushes the limit.
Dud the demons win? Indeed.
They celebrate their victory as you fall to the floor and join the group of strangers.