Such dark eyes, Not the colour but the deep layers and inners into his demented mind and soul. My body remained frozen in place, mainly with the shock from which I had just witnessed...
The Masked Man had taken a sharp medical scalpel and brutally slashed the throats of my friends and family. Which once was a purely white room had been painted crimson with their blood.
I watched...I just stood their and watched...What could I do? I was paralyzed.
I couldnt get the images out of my head...The sound of the blood dripping onto the floor the sound the the blade moving through the air as it connected with their necks,the sound of the cutting..
I eased forward towards the bodies of my friends and family looking upon all the bloodshed and splatter on the walls,watching it scale down slowly onto the stained floor. Saw my mother and father on opposite sides of the room..How appropriate I thought, they found it compromisingly harder to get along. Looking around I noticed more faces of people I knew. My heart pounded hard. I felt like I was going to be sick or have a heartattack of somekind. 'Stay composed' I told myself..If he wanted to kill you he wouldve already. But why? Why them? Why not me? Suddenly the sick feeling had turned into anger. I was mad, Mad that he'd chosen them over me. They had nothing to do with him, neither did I. What the hell is going on?
"They were what you cared about most". I jumped, as I heard the sound of a womans voice. She was blonde and walking towards me in a pearl-white dress,much like the colour of this room before this massacre had happened I reflected to myself. "Who are you?", I asked. "Im just a messenger, one of The Masked Man's messengers". She spoke softly as if she were attempting to soothe me,make me feel better. "What does he want,Why.." my words sailed off before i could finish. "He needs you to figure that out, and only you can.This is not something anyone can tell you straight of hand and put into words in which you'll understand". I looked back down on the ground, peering at the blood around my feet...my friends blood...my familys blood...my bloodline.
I wasnt sure what to do next. I felt like I should get out of here find somewhere, but most of all I wanted to gedt that bastard.
I thought back to what he'd last said to me after he'd slit the throats of my friends and family.. 'You and I arent any different, my mask though is visible, you cant see my face..In your case your face isnt you, But something else that clouds you. You wonder who I am? Who are you, Find that out and you'll know who I am' ...What did he mean? What was our connection? I looked back up for the messenger woman. She was gone. Was she even there at all?
I was thinking that everythings crazy, this masked man whom killed everyone, these rooms that glow pure crimson red, the naked singer that stabbed me...or did she? Whats happening to me? Am I going insane?
Suddenly the floor opened up fast from the middle, the bodies on the floor sunk down into it and I began to try make a run for it. No where to go.. The doors had turned into walls. I was trapped. Was the room getting smaller? No the hole was growing wider. I was given no choice but to enter the empty space that grew in this room. I jumped down and began a free fall into a crowded crimson sky that seemed to spand for hundreds of miles, as far as the eye could see. I landed not on the ground but back in that same courtroom that i was in earlier.
"You stand before us again today on counts of numerous situations" The main masked man in the biggest court chair had said. He spoke deep and fast. He looked very much like the man who'd killed my family, well his mask and suit did. I knew it wasnt one in the same though. Fire shot out of the walls with every word he spoke and it really heated up and burnt my skin as i sat there. The 10 judges of hell all remained seated and looked at me waiting for me to respond to a question I wasnt even asked. "What have I done?" . "Youve failed to let go of your insecurities and youve let things happen that would hurt yourself and others around you". Judge number 4 spoke. His mask was pale as the others but almost seemed friendly somehow it was shaped like his was smiling.
"You need to face up to all the wrongs you've created and make them right." I considered that most of my wrong doings had been taken care of already.
"Who is the man who killed my friends and family...why?". I felt uneasy again as if this were just some kind of ploy for something, as if The Masked Man were here watching this proceeding right now. "He is your opposite, and your internal" the 4th judge said. "What in blue hell are you talking about? That doesnt make sense." I sensed they didnt want to properly answer my question either that or they were suprised with my response. The judge on the end of the bench stood up fiercely and fast. He had long silver hair down to his shoulders coming out from under the back of his mask, which was shaped with large eye sockets and basic nose and mouth features. "He is You! He is what you are on the inside and outside, but he makes himself outgoing to the point he doesnt no longer care about anything... Like you!" He stood there tense after yelling down at the bench at me. I figured he had little tolerence towards me and my questions.
"You just bottle it up inside you store it away and just let things take its course around you, hoping that one day...just one day things will improve for you, well guess what...nothing will! Hope gets us no where and only actions will take you towards the goals you set in life. Do you even have goals? Or do you just dream or 'hope' things will fall into place for you?" He screamed. "I dont need your fucking lecture, you dont know me!" I snapped back. "We know everything there is to fuckin'.." "Thats enough!" yelled the main judge. "Thats enough.." calming things down a notch. "You'd be wrong in all counts, we know everything there is to know about everyone" He held up a copy of a large white book, the words The Register Of The Living And The Dead written in black on the front cover. "Everything about you is in this book, we even know how you think and what you think." He spoke this with all seriousness that a court judge would. "So whats the point of all this?" I asked with all uncertainty. "You are here to fix this problem, Only one of you must exist.. The other must die"
He said so bluntly. My body felt numb... So that is why im here. Thats why im in this crimson hell. This place i witness my family getting killed by this psychopathic man..this man in a mask...that man is me. I found it overwhelmingly hard to take it all in..Finally I said.. "Ok where can I find him?"
With that last remark I couldve blinked and missed it, I was once again back in the crimson hallway. I began walking past the old furniture, I could smell mold and dust all around it, which made me grimace a little at it. This hallway wasnt something I wanted to be in. I saw the old television sets all lined up and the long path againest the wall...Static... the sound was intense and I wanted to just get out of here and find The Masked Man and finish this up.
I had made it about three quaters down the long line of televisions when I noticed one didnt have static it was a actual show. It looked very familiar to me, then I realised that it wasnt a show. It was a video of my house just going from room to room. "Gotcha!" I turned around and instantly got hit in the face. All I heard then was the Masked Man's sick laugh. I felt throbbing intense pain and reached up to the top of my hairline above my forehead and felt something wet and an open wound. I looked down at my fingers and saw my own blood. Withen a matter or mere seconds the blood from the wound had began to flow down my face and into my eyes, still hearing the sadistic laugh roaring out of The Masked Man's mouth, I looked him over and noticed he was in that same bright white suit again and was holding a hammer in his hand. So thats what i was hit with...fucking ouch. "I know who you are!" I said with the blood running down into my face and over my lips. "Of course you do, I told you that you've always known who I am, You've been to afriad to admit it." He said in a hollow tone. Before he could say anything else i charged at him and took him down. I wasnt going to let him continue to do this to me and anyone else. I threw a hard fist into his mask of a face and he coarsed and groaned in pain. "I wont tolerate you anymore!" I swung another punch towards him while he swung the hammer back at my head missing me slightly while my punch missed completely in the process. He then kneed me in the chest and moved away from me. We both got up and he began to run in the direction towards the end of the corridor of televisions. I'd barely notcied that they were flashing on and off again by themselves as i presude The Masked Man. He made his way to the end of the corridor before me and vanished out of my sight as he went around a corner and through the door to where the Naked Singer was. Slowly i made my way into the room and felt more anger inside of me arise when i saw he was holding the scalpel to her throat..the very same one he used to kill my family. She looked scared and said in a very shakey voice "Get yourself out of here its you he wants." Fine he can have me, I stepped foreward further until he started humming that tune, the same tune he was humming when he murdered my family "La la,la la la,La La la la la.... You're wrong, dead wrong" With that he slashed the womans throat and shoved her towards me and ran towards the back door in the room. I caught the singer and looked at the wound on her neck. The was no way she'd live and I could see the artiries and vains had been severed,infacet her head was hardly even holding on at all.Then her blood sprayed from her neck into my face and down my body. She clenched onto my blood drenched shirt and slipped down onto the floor and slowly died infront of me.
I was furious... I had never been madder ... The Masked Man had to die.
I made my way to the same door he had walked through and when i came through the door frame i entered another long crimson colour corridor. I ran to the end of it which was covered with a red curtain. When I pulled the curtain back and walked through i was back outside.. in the crimson sky, in the clouds. I took a step foreward with no where else to go but straight ahead i knew i wouldnt just fall through them. Once I made myself comfortable outside in the crimson sky and clouds he appeared, The Masked Man.
"This is it." He said "After this, there will only be one." I looked him dead in his cold dark eyes. I could hear the sound of thunder begining to roar around us as we stood in stand-off ontop of the clouds around the crimson sky. I felt more of the anger rising up inside me...lightening flashing hard in the sky...I went back to the images of him killing the young boy...my family...the singer. A huge bolt of lightening went through the clouds as i ran at him, and him at me. He swung his fist at the same precist moment I had and we connected fists. Throwing lefts and rights at each other,ducking and swurving punches and kicks. He pulled out his hammer and started swinging that like the crazy man he is, aiming for my head with frantic swings. I ducked a wild swing and threw a hard punch right into his chest which had staggered him enough for me to grab him and attempt to disarm him of the hammer, but he managed to break free with his strength and swing the hammer into the side of my leg. Heavy shooting pain coarsed in my leg as i slumped off my feet landing on the surface of the cloud. He strang ontop of me and used the handle and neck of the hammer to choke me, pressing the cold steel againest my throat and cutting of my breathing. I had to act fast, I looked around...saw nothing but the crimson sky and lightening bursting thick rods around us. Despite how bad this situation was for me, the sky, the clouds, the lightening...it looked so beautiful...overwhelmingly powerful..with that thought I then swung a hard punch into The Masked Mans white face, the punch was so hard it damaged part of his mask and became angered by this and swung a punch back at my face. This was long enough for me to snatch the hammer when he let go and hit him in the face, cracking his head hard. "Paybacks a bitch, aint it!"
The revealing part of The Masked Mans face was seeping with thick dark crimson blood dripping down onto his white suit as he began rolling around in aganising pain from the blow. I stood up and took a running swing with the hammer and connected hard against his face...smashing the mask completly.
I threw the hammer aside...I looked at his lifeless body..
There lay a man i had never seen before, a man that didnt resemble me what so ever...his face split with a thick wound, a hole where I'd swung and connected the hammer. His once pure white suit drenched and saturated in dark blood.
"He never looked like you" I turned to find the woman...with stunningly green eyes standing at my side. She was dressed in a plain black dress that matched her dark black hair. "I dont understand...he said we were the same" I responded ...I was deeply confused now. What had happened? "No he was the same as you..but he was what you wanted to be, your self-concious wanted to look like him,be strong willed as him. But in the effective balance of things you had some strengths he could never gain." She sighed softly.."You know what beauty is, whats special in life, things have a meaning to you... He didnt have that and could do the things he did." The sky grew darker but somehow stayed crimson. "This doesnt make sense to me" I wanted to know why but just didnt know what to ask or even what to believe. "This is not meant to make sense, Its all gravitational...One is up...One is down.." a tear shead from her eye and she looked me deep in the eyes and leaned forward and kissed me cheek and whispered "Im sorry, Goodbye." I tried to speak but couldnt, it hurt to try...Suddenly looking down to realise she had slit my throat and was standing there holding the scalpel...I fell to my knees and she walked off. I saw her walking away and then looked at the dead Masked Man then back at her, but she was gone...I looked out over the crimson sky and it began to rain...it rained blood and then the sky went black.
