Distinguished

Chapter 1- Serenity

The star that sets on the east side at the sunset, a warm blood prickling down her skin, the screams of victory that had became silent, within the blow of wind. The night swallowing the orange sky... Is this what serenity looks like? Splaters of blood on the dirt, not a single person still standing, all lie in their own pool of blood, in their deformed body.....

" Why? Why? Why? WHY? Isn't this the heaven everyone talks about? Why does everything suddenly become like this? Why?" -???

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The sky was blue, it felt peaceful, really peaceful, far too peaceful, as someone was rambling about something, but i couldn't really catch what they talked about.

Is this what serenity feels like? Its like heaven on earth, but its too good to be the truth. Is it something that worth the sacrifices? What are the things that they are so afraid about? Is the lament really worth of remembering? I was thinking to myself when suddenly-

"HEY!" Victoria yelled

"Stop daydreaming, did you even listen to what i talked about?" she continued

"Yeah, yeah, I heard you." i replied

"Then what was I talking about?" Victoria exclaimed.

"I heard that you were talking about something that happened in the past." i shrugged

"I mean, you are technically correct, but seriously? You didn't hear a word. You are so cold-hearted." Victoria then pouted her lips than folded her hand.

"You knew I was cold-hearted, yet you still force yourself to talk to me." I countered.

"So, what were you talking about?" i continued my sentence

"Okay so, I was going ---"

And I tuned out again. Where was my mind drifting to before? What were they all most afraid of? What could it be? The Lament that happened so long ago? Why do they still talk about it? Is the catastrophe really something worth being proud of? There are even statues of the people considered the 'Heroes of the Lament' standing right in the middle of the town square...

Victoria's mouth kept moving, but the words dissolved into static in my ears. I didn't care. My eyes darted around, landing on the town square where the statues were.

The statues 'Heroes of the Lament.' Everyone pays their respect to-the so-called distinguished heroes. But were they really heroes, or just a catastrophe hiding in plain sight?

I swear I need to get more sleep, I thought to myself.

Suddenly, a thundering woman's voice rang through my ear.

"OI!!! I JUST TOLD YOU TO LISTEN TO ME! DO YOU NOT CARE ABOUT MY DAY AT ALL?" Victoria yelled, her face red.

"How did you know about that? Are you a psychic?" I asked sarcastically.

"You insolent creature-I swear to G-!"

"Ughh can you just shut your filthy mouth?" I cut her words off

"Nope. Not gonna do that. Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?" Victoria crossed her arms.

"I'm older. That's basically the law." I said flatly.

"You being older than me doesn't mean you get to command me! To me, you're just a brunette girl with glasses."

"You didn't mention the sneakers?" I asked, looking down at a pair of red sneaker that i was wearing.

"...with red leopard printed sneakers!" Victoria threw her hands up.

"Gosh, your taste in fashion is so bad. You have a perfect face, but ugh, you wear rags every single day!"

" Did you just call my clothes rags? And what did you wear everyday? Croptops? You didnt catch a cold wearing that?"

" My croptops are cute, unlike your so called vintage clothes" Her face was flushed with anger.

" Its really vintage okay? I got it from the thrift store. And who lied to you, Victori-?"

"oh come on"

victoria then mocked me, turned her red bottom heels, waving the hem of her fur jacket then walked away, cutting me of. " that was rude" i mumbled

its just ironic how i mumble to myself that she was rude, when i was daydreaming the whole time she was talking.

Then, my feet dragged itself to a antique shop, near the bookstore i have always been to.

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'buy a mir-

buy a mir-

'Stop cutting me o-'

'what did you think of this simulation?'

- a static voice cut in

'did you enjoyed it?'

' is it fun? arbi-'

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I snapped my self back to reality, finding myself standing infront of the cashier with a mirror in my hand. It was elegant, with intricate gold carving making a beautiful swan looking creature that caught my attention immediately. It also have something engraved to it....

"■□■□■□■□■" I mumbled under my breath, couldn't really hear my voice.

" Are you buying this?" The cashier ask, interrupting my thoughts

" Yes.... How much is it?" I asked

"80-quinz, cash or -"

"cash" I interrupted the cashier, as I slammed a 100-quinz bill onto the counter.

"keep the change"

I didn't know why i did that, its like something was beyond my control. MY own body acting out of control. The cashier looked shocked, when i did that.

He was talking about something but I don't really hear what he was talking about, my mind drifted away again. As i walked out of the store, with the mirror on my hand. 80-quinz for a mirror that have gold? I thought to myself. Its so cheap, i wonder why was the mirror so cheap. I took a glance at the mirror, the reflection was supposedly to mimic my face, but it didn't do it at all.... it was reflecting ■□■□■□■□■, what could my ■□■□■□■□■ be? is it something that i should be afraid of?

When suddenly a hole open beneath my feet, swallowing me whole.....

"h0w n41vv3 0f y0u" ???

-A familiar disrupted voice, was it speaking to me? i couldn't really interpret the word, all i heared was static and then i blacked out-

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" what happened?! where am i?" i gasped, i tried to speak but my throat dont want to open up, what came out was a raspy sound of air and gasp.

The place was dark, cold, with the thick smell of a familiar metallic tang that smothers the room leaving no fresh air in the room for me to breathe.

I tried to get up, tried to sit, but my body wouldn't comprehend, it just gave out, i tried so hard, cold sweat started to broke out, but my body stayed limp. i gave up, tried to look at the surrounding, but it was to dark, to see anything. i dont know if im alone, it looks like im alone, but i felt like '$0m3th1ng' was watching me, i could feel its gaze burning right through me.

i felt it came closer, i can felt my skin crawled. I need to run, i need to get up.....but i can't.

PLEASE LET ME MOVE

WHY COULDNT IT MOVE???

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Chapter 2- Darkness

It drew closer to me, i felt its presence growing nearer, i heard its footsteps quicken and agitated like a hungry beast circling over its prey.

It was pitch-dark here yet, i could see the eyes clearly— it was bright red, They were searching for something. 'Could it be me?' blinding me in that pitch-dark room.

Its sharp metal limbs clamped around my arm forcefully dragging my limp body across the abrasive floor. My eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, then i caught a glimpse of it.

Its body was made of metal, flakes of rust falling from it as though it were decaying every second, foul smells that slowly filled the room, making it difficult to breathe.

A pair of massive skeletal wings that grew out of its metal body, tearing through the white coat that draped over it.

its eyes were bulging in different directions. My body was covered with abrasions, after being hauled over the surface.

'just lift a finger come on.'

'tell me it was just a bad dream.'

'legs move please move'

I had tried countless times before; I knew it was pointless. My finger wouldn't budge, my legs wouldn't obey. I could only lie there, helplessly.

"Us5el3sS, y0u c4n't 3v3n m0v3 y0ur oWn BoDy Y3t y0u c4ll3d yoUrS3lf aN Arb1t3r? HOw PaTh37ic." -???

The voice was static, i couldn't really make out was what it was saying.

'what is this thing? why did it feel familiar? why did i feel like i have seen this thing multiple times before?'

' is it mocking my helplessness?'

'i tried to remember something, something that happened before i woke up, it felt like something was missing, but i don't know what.'

"Y0u Ar3 u$s3le$5"

"I w4n'7 To F1x YoU."

It grabbed my shoulder, forcing me to sit upright.

"W3ren'7 yOu w3rE 4ct1nG So C0lD, AnD Al00f B3FoR3?"

"Th3n WhY d1d Y0u sT4r3 aT mE lIkE tH@t?"

"YoU RuInEd M3! Ye7 YoU sIt h3r3 m4k1nG m3 que7Ion1nG 1f I m4k3 7hE r1ghT cHoic3."

"YoUr MinD k3p7 scr3Am1ng 'WHY's?' BuT hAve YoU loOk a7 Th3 Mirr0r?"

I wanted to scream, but i couldn't. My mouth was slowly being sewed closed. intense pain spread across my lips, but i couldn't even feel my lips anymore.

It pulled the string to close the gaps completely, just to cut the string again, then repeat the same thing

Again,

and Again

Until it felt satisfied. But it never did.

The worst feeling wasn't the agonizing pain slowly spreading all throughout my body, but something that i should remember, but the door to my memories that refused to budge no matter how hard i pulled.The harder i tried to remember the more distant it became. Its like someone had ripped that memory out of me, locking away the supposed truth i could never unlock, only leaving me an unfamiliar familiar feeling in me.

"you have known too much." -????

...-ErroRRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrr-...

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