As he went into a some kind of trance it seemed as if a door opened somewhere in his mind…a light in the dark. The memory he longed to see but when he tried to find them it was only a trap. Voices screamed at him, there bellows echoing through the depths of his mind, pushing him down deeper into the black abyss. Words appeared to him….
Hate, Forgiveness, Anger, love. He screamed in fury and hate. ‘You have no place just... GO!’ The voices screamed louder pulling him further down. Somewhere in the dark, it was there...
Among the screaming he could hear one soft voice, one that offered him an escape from the insanity. He could hear it; it was like a melody a soft gentle tune offering him an exit, an exit from hate and anger he followed the sound it was as if the voice was cutting off the black tendrils that bound him to black below. When he reached it
He was lying on the cold floor of the alleyway once again. He got up… and thought once again.
Its was the deep tragedy that put him in this state, 4 years ago his parents died in a dramatic traffic accident. It was as if the cruel hand of death had pulled the very heart of his life out of his chest. Since then his luck has been anything but good. Facing many disasters (The lake incident being one) all this pain has warped his mind. he no longer thinks like a normal human, his morals differ greatly from normal ones thinking life is just a sadistic puppet show made for Death.