I just got back home. And fell to my knees and retched. And found myself on shaking knees walking into hell. Because that was my blood on the floor. My own. My mind had instantly split into two parts, one, a cold reptilian vengeful observer, the other, wailing it cannot be.
It was.
All of the people who comprise my past present and future lying around like lifeless dolls in a dream.
I say dolls because... I need to be kind.
To them and to myself.
If they were the worst demons of my dreams they would have been prettier.
Horrifyingly enough, I couldn't take my fascinated eyes off the frozen rictus of their dying terror. The rivers of blood and the screams forever frozen in their eyes mesmerized me, till I began to feel something inside me slipping away, leaving deserting me.
My last moment of sanity recorded a team of men in bright yellow walking officiously in, asking me
"Please come away ma'am."
I had already departed. From the world of living logical beings. I was now a livid nightmare, waiting for a chance to come true. To rise in your
wide shut eyes.
When you go to sleep tonight, leave a door open for me. I will make your worst fears come true.
Like I did to my own.
It's a promise!
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