Chapter 2: Wretch06.01.2015
I just arrived before the castle, standing and taking deep breath. The structure was gigantic. Over 70 meters up in the air, standing tall and strong. In front of the entrance a small building was placed with a few people standing there minding their own business. As I walk I was noticed the large flying platform above me. Strangely enough, that didn’t bothered me at all. Just a flying platform. Even stranger was the fact that all of this was familiar to me. Seeing all of the people in front of the house just makes me remember how I was talking to them, not too long ago. However I have never been in this place before. I decided to approach one of the girls, so I can talk to her. “Hi, can I talk to you for a sec…”
She just looked at me and her eyes suddenly opened wide.
“School Uniform? So you’re flaking off from school, huh. Finally someone else hating school that much. You hate school, right? Tell me you do!!” She said as she grabbed me by the hands and started to shake me forth and back.
Yeah, I was coming here with a school uniform, so my parents don’t know what I’m doing at the moment.
“Hey, hey easier. Could you stop shaking me for a moment! I might blow up like a hyped soda, you know.”
I don’t know why I said this. I still feel miserable after what happened the previous days. Still I
feel …happy?
“Hahahahahahahahaha…. That was good… Oh, my belly… Hahaha…. Ah. You’re a funny guy”
“Thanks.”
“Haha, wait. I can’t hold myself.”
She sat and started to roll as she laughed. The more I started to think about every joke I came up the last few months with the more she laughs. The more I look at her, the more familiar she looks to me. The more I thought about it the stranger and more awkward it got. And nobody gave a damn. There were a Gardevoir and a Rainbow-haired girl around the area and they didn’t looked at us like we are some strange looking kids. They were smiling, like they were happy for us. I couldn’t feel like something isn’t quite right.
“Ha, ok ok I’m done. Can you help me out?” She said as her hand reached for me.
“O-Of course.”
When she stood up she started to dust-off her clothes. She had white long sleeved shirt and black pants.
“Thanks. By the way, I’m Mitsuru.”
“Jim. Nice to meet you.” I said as I looked closely at her. She had purple hair, which was waving by the wind, beautiful green eyes, which you can sink in for hours, little cute nose and an amazing beautiful smile. As I look at her I felt tender feelings I wasn’t feeling for a long time. I started to feel nostalgic and really happy all of the sudden. Don’t know what it is, but it was
so………
“Soooo, what is that you will ask?”
I waked up by the daydreaming state I fell in, and shook my head, so I can answer.
“I wanted to ask if you have seen a girl named Serenity here”
When I asked that the other girl and the Gardevoir got quiet all of a sudden and started to walk away from us. Mitsuru’s expression changed from happy to very angry looking.
“What? Now are you going to chase her?”
“Yeah, why are you asking that…?”
“Why? WHY?!? Tell me why you wanna chase her? TELL ME?!?”
As I was about to answer I felt a lump in my throat. I didn’t know what was happening. The atmosphere changed to dark for a fraction of a minute. Wave of questioning went from my back to my head. Why was I doing this? I felt lost in my thoughts. Wait, Serenity. Now I remember. Why I have forgotten her. It was a split second since I mentioned her. I looked at Mitsuru screaming, which made me feel bad.
“Because I love her. That’s it…” I said as Mitsuru spilled a tear from her right eye.
“Okay. So it is then…” She said as she trembled. Before I could’ve said something the ground started to shake violently.
“An earthquake? Wha…”
In that moment the right part of the roof collapsed hitting Mitsuru and covering her with rocks. Blood spilled everywhere staining into the ground.
“Mitsuru…? She is… dead!?!”
I stood there, frozen, trying to process everything that happened. The same moment I started to hear sinister voices in my head: “Why did you let that happened?” “Is it right, that what you are doing?” “Screw her, just let her die!” “You are a fool, Jim” “WAKE UP!!! YOU’RE GOING TO DIE IF YOU STAY HERE!!!”
I snapped out of it as the rest of the building started collapsing. I needed to get out of here fast. I opened the door on my left and tried to get inside. There was a big circular staircase with a fence-styled handrail leading to an underground basement. 3 people and 2 Gardevoirs, with the one carrying the other, were running up the stairs, pushed me on the side so they get through. As they pushed me I started rolling down the stairs like a barrel. I tried to catch the beams of the handrail which resulted of inuring my left hand pretty badly. As I rolled down the last stairs I got myself hit in the door, slam-opened it at the same moment in which the entrance to the lower levels of the underground were filled by more collapsing rocks. I barely stood up after that rolling. Cold sweat was flowing on my skin as I was grunting from pain. I leaned myself on the nearby wall when the Earthquake stopped. I started to look around for a way to get out. The place was all rocky with the walls and platforms made from Cobblestone. The platforms were up and high, most of them broken and stacked up one over another. All the lower exits were sealed because of the earthquake. Only one passage was open very high from here. I decided to take a break and sit down so I can climb to the passage. I feel really tired. I might as well just doze off…
.
.
I don’t know how to explain this… I was dreaming, yet again I was spectating. I was seeing my 5 years old self, little with puffed cheecks with my mom, going to the doctor. They were going to a psychiatrist. My 5 years old self, or just Jimmy was really scared because he did something wrong to go to a “doctor who will check my thinking and my feelings”. I don’t know how but I can feel what the kid felt. The office was fairly big filled with kid friendly posters. Some of them were just changing as the time goes by, just like in a normal dream. Most of the time the changed versions looked like sinister versions of the original ones. The doctor who looked to the kid as an evil scientist gave him a lollypop so I can be quiet while he’s doing his job. Jimmy was sitting on a small chair, swinging my feet forth and back, playing with my hands while sucking the lollypop. I leaned my back on the wall and watched with crossed hands. The talk between my mom and the doctor was not very interesting. I only managed to pull off sentences which Jimmy heard like: “He’s like that since the accident”; “If so you should bring her here, too”; “suffering from SPD”; “Armweak’s fault”. Armweak? I remember I used to play with them as a kid a lot. They were my cousins. Then we stopped hanging out for reasons I can’t remember. Then after when we got out of the room Jimmy asked my mom:
“So, what happened?”
“Nothing honey, we are going to bring your cousin here, too. After all your cousin did hit you hard.”
“Mom, stop blaming Araia. We both hit each other, and…”
“Jim, we already talked about this. It’s her fault and that’s it.”
“But mooom. If you do this we won’t be able to play with each other again. Do you know how fast
time passes by with her?”
Now I remember why we stopped. Wait, does that means that this dreams reminds me of past events? And what is that incident?
“Yeah… I know.”
“Mom, why are you sad?”
“I am not honey.” She said as she was wiping her tears “I am not.”
BOOOOM
I jumped from my place as a rock fell a few meters away from me, snapping me out of my sleep. I was scared to dead, hyperventilating with wide-open eyes. When I got myself together I stood up so I can realize I was feeling better now. I looked around so I can remind myself where I should go now. Again I saw that passage and began jumping on platformers so I can reach it. It wasn’t the prettiest thing to look at. I slipped, hit, undershot and overshot myself a few times, injuring myself a little in the process. At the end I managed to get to the passage and enter.
Inside was dark, like really dark. I needed a few moments to adjust my vision so I don’t hit myself walking. I was inside a big cave, with the floor, ceiling and the area around the passages made by darkish-blue cobblestone. Only thing there was a table with strange cylinder-type unassembled machine. Under closer inspection it appears to be a glass cylinder with a metalical circle plate attached to its left side. On the right side it has a Heart-shaped substance and another circle plate beneath it. Next to it was an open Instruction Manual with the title “How to make a Life Capsule” on the top of every page and an opened letter from Eron Alexis Armweak to Eron Araia Armweak. Araia? She was around here? Looks like she was trying to make this Life Capsules too. Why? Is she injured badly? I may need to find her around here. After that dream… talk about coincidence. As I look around I realized that there are only two exits from this room. If she leaved from the exit I entered through then we should’ve met by this point. Then she leaved through the other exit. I decided to take the Unassembled Life Capsule with me just in case. So I decided to enter the second passage.
This place is really creepy. Everything was getting a browner tone of color. It was too quiet at first for me to be calm. It had a large sign hanging from the ceiling on which is written “Cursed Warehouse”. Adequate name none the less. After all the things I have seen by now are rows and rows of shelves full of hundreds of Blood-stained Cardboard boxes, from twenty to forty Jars full of some organs by any kind. Eyes, kidneys, Hearts, etc. Not a very pleasurable look by any means. After a few minutes of walking I started to get the Idea that either the whole thing is repeating on and on again, or I’m walking in circles. Those few minutes the voices has returned again. As a whole, I didn’t mind. It WAS some kind of company after all. Definitely better than hearing only footsteps on the rusty floor. The voices were sounding like little devils. Something with a really low pitched voice and not warning about any treat at all. The next thing caught me off guard. First I started hearing heavy breathing coming behind me. As I looked back there was nothing there. As I continued walking I had heard it time and time again, but it was always a false alert. Out of nowhere two of the cardboard boxes fell from the shelves, one right in front, and one a few meters behind me, but nothing spilled out from them. I heard a high-pitched voice saying to me “Do you remember this??” What should I remember? From the box in front of me a small clay figure, around 8 centimeters long, that looked like a human, but with no face. The figure was riding a little bicycle, made of metal. Right behind me I heard a start of an engine. I looked behind me to find a 10 centimeters high toy car, colored in ochre, black and white. The car had all kind of stickers on it, mainly of bears. The car started accelerating, drove under me and hit the clay figure. Blood. The clay figure started to spill blood. A lot more than the figure could’ve contained. A really scary roaring was heard from my back. “WRRRRRRRRETCHHHH-eh” it screamed. I immediately turned around to find a 2 meter tall humanoid with a bear suit. That suit was ochreish colored and dirty, like taken from the dumpster. The bear suit itself was probably made by really hard Leather. His chest piece was in hearth shape. The head was deformed to look like an animated character, rather than real bear. The mouth had many teeth, enough to tear flesh with no problem. His hands had 4 centimeters long claws. The suits has numerous deeps and cuts which are hardly distinguishable. The eyes were glowing bloody red, making me tremble in fear. The bear didn’t move. I started to move back slowly, then slightly faster, and faster again while still looking at him. After I mover back a few meters he noticed me. He lifted his right arm up and
**** his index finger with his thumb, then with the thumb’s claw he made a deep cut in the index’s soft side, resulting in a big bleed. With his whole hand in blood he wiped it in his chest piece, soaking it. The only thing that wasn’t soaked were the cuts which read “JIM SHELTON”. The Bear’s mouth opened, saying:
“SHHHHHHHHEEEE CARVVVVVVVED IT FORR MEEEEEEE, TO REMMMIND ME WHO TO BLAAAAME-uh”
I didn’t know what to do. My mind fell in thought. My hands and feet started shaking. I started to react impulsively. I drew my gun and pointed it at him.
“D-D-Don’t move… Or I’ll blow your head off.”
He looked straight at my eyes. Everything is red and I can’t see a thing. I raised my hand before my eyes so I don’t get caught blinded. I heard his screeching laugh echoing in the warehouse.
“DONTTTTTT MOOOOOVE?!? ARRRRRENTTT YOU JUSST SOOOO BRAAAVE. WHATT ARRE YOU REEEEALY?? A BBIG PIECCE OF BLOODDY MESSH, DONTT KNOWWING IT’SSS LIMITSS. PPATTHETIC.”
I pulled it. I pulled the trigger. Don’t know why. Either way the situation was bad. I had to give it a try.
I. Regret. It. All.
The bullet hit a little on the left to the right armpit. The bear tried to grab some of his blood with the left arm and wiped it on its face. He screeched once again, so loud, the shelves and their content started to shake tremendously. I was in trouble and I started to run. After the screech ended I started hearing heavy and fast footsteps. I looked back and holy cow he ran fast. Around 8 meter per second. I was around with 5-6 meters per sec. This was bad. Also now I started noticing the warehouse having a maze-like structure. He was near me so I turned left. He had such an Inertia, when he tried to turn he crashed himself in the shelf. WHICH on the other hand created a domino effect blocking all my right exits. I was stuck in turning left. This meant only chasing in circles. However he haven’t stopped his momentum. He was running on the fallen shelfs. It was only matter of time before he grab me. I have to do something or else…
I felt a hand grabbing the back of my head, and a body behind me. He jumped over me with that momentum. Next second I was sliding with my face, rubbed in the floor, because of the bear. We slided like 10 meters. Those 10 meters were the most painful in my life. Half of my face’s skin was either partially ripped or really scratched. I started to grunt and hyperventilate. The chaser stood up lifting me up by the back of my head and then grabbing me with his two hand by the sides.
“PPAAAATHETICCCC. YOUUUUUU STOOOOOOLE HERRRRRR FFFFFFFROM MEEEEEE. YOU MAAAADE MEEE SUFFFFFFER. PAIIIN.” He started to cut deep in my cheeks with his thumb nails. “PAAAIIIIIIIN” He moved his other 4 fingers on both of his hand back, making cuts behind my ears.
“PAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNN”
“Pleeeaaasse, Stop. *sob* Please stop, I – I – I *sob* haven’t stolen her from you *sob*!”
“LIIAAAAAAR” He said and threw me away to the closest wall. Now I have huge pain in my back and I can’t stand up. I realized I’m seating on a loose planks which will break any time now. I barely see anything. I have lost too much blood. I may have Anemia. And he is coming for me.
“NOW… DIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEE” he said as he was charging.
The heavy footsteps were shaking the ground. The planks started to break. A few planks on my sides broke and fell down. Maybe I was standing on a vent of some sort. When the bear neared me the floor collapsed, and we both started falling down. I reached for the bear and wrapped my left hand over his neck and attached myself to his back.
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?” The bear screamed in a normal pitched voice.
“Not so creepy sounding, are you now? I’m using you as a landing gear.”
“STOP, DON’T DO THIS! DON’T…..”
As we neared the ground I felt I was wasted the last bits of energy that kept me alive. My hands felt weak, and I’m losing my grip. If I don’t get myself together, I will land on my own, resulting in me being splattered. When I looked down over the bear’s shoulders I saw we are near. We landed and I heard the cracking of hundreds of bones. The bear started to bleed from every spot possible: his mount, eyes, claws and the earlier wounds. I took part of the impact too. My left hand completely shattered and my bleeding intensified. I sat down and started looking around, trying to stay awake to ensure I don’t just die. In my state that was the likely scenario. I’m losing conciseness, and I’m hyperventilating. Yet I feel happy. Maybe because I killed that bear thing. Looking at it now I see another cut in its forehead, not stained by his blood. The cut said “満”. Don’t know what that means, and I don’t know why it caught my attention. It just made me smile. My eyes started to close. Thinking about it… Why I don’t just doze off…
. .
I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my arm, inserting something in me. I heard the clattering of pills in a jar and the dinging of a metal syringe. I tried to look up, but my eyes were too weak to open. I sensed breathing from another person and the touching of soft skin.
“Don’t worry cousin! Eron’s here, and you’ll be alright.”
To be continued…
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