Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Don't do it, Eternity. I've been reading your posts. I know what you're doing, and I know what they're doing, and it's all going to backfire. Please, please don't fall for it. It might be too late for me, but it's not too late for you. And Skan, too. Both of you, just get out before the trap closes. The trap is closing on me.

They've put the mask with arm's reach of me. The one I kept seeing in my dreams all those months ago, with the box. I understand it, now. Mystery was right. And they weren't lying. All I have to do it reach out and pick it up with my hands. Reach out and put it on, and they'll open the box and let you all go. There is so much pain in the future for you all, and I could stop it. Just by picking it up.

My hands hurt from clenching the ropes around my waist so tightly, trying to keep from reaching out for the mask. It's a simple one, yet there is a certain fit to it. White, with bloody stripes across the face. It seems so inevitable... And that woman. She's always around, staring at me with that cruel smile. I know she knows what I'm thinking. And she knows that I know what will happen if I put that mask on. I think that's why she hasn't hurt me in a while. Cruel, beyond any of the others. Even Hypnos.

He hasn't been around much, either. Most of his goons have been replaced by others that I don't recognize. What a pity, actually, as i was starting to almost get acquainted with a few of them. One especially. We could have been friends in another life. He was an airport security officer before he picked up his mask. He lost his father also, and spent much of his younger life searching for him. I never got the chance to ask him how his story ended. He wasn't much older than me, either. Reminded me of my brother actually, in a weird way. After my father disappeared. My brother did the same thing, shortly after. It drove him insane, because they were so close. Sigh.

It's times like this, I miss them the most. I was showed a newspaper article the other day, as a means to break me. Right after it, they laid the mask in reach. It was an article..About my mother's death. Part of me refuses to believe it, because I'm supposed to be dead too. It says she died in a car accident. I just don't know what to believe anymore...

1 comment:

  1. Hawk. Listen to me, don't you dare pick up that mask. I got some new information, we're on our way, alright? Just don't give in. Please.