Chapter 1

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It was digusting.Its skin was literally hanging from its bones as if held by a mere thread.Its cheekbones prominent on its face.Everything about it was digusting.But it was its eyes that irked him the most.It slowly approached him,silent whispers coming from its dark lips.He tried to move.He wanted to run but somehow he remained rooted to the spot.As the creature came nearer,his efforts became more frantic to the point where he was dripping sweat.The creature was now a hair breadth's away from him.And he was never more afraid in his life as he looked into those void hollow eyes.Staring at his reflection in its entirely black eyes,he finally heard what the creature was whispering.

"You did this to me."

Louis woke up with a start,sweat lining his bare upper torso and soaking his sheets.His breathing was shallow and he had to take a moment to get his breath back.In his mind's eye,he could still see those haunting eyes.It had been so long yet he was unable to get rid of that image.He shook his head willing the whispering to stop.

Chinese torture.KGB torture during the Cold War.And all other forms of harsh torture were nothing.Nothing at all compared to a man's subconscious. It could drive a man to insanity.It was by far the greatest torturer.

He stumbled into his bathroom to splash some cold water on his face.There was no point going back to sleep.As he stared at the large eyebags underneath his eyes,he felt suddenly exhausted.He was desperate.He was tired.Tired of constantly being at the mercy of his subconscious and he longed,no,he ached for more than anything,a dreamless sleep.

For a moment or two he glanced longingly at the medicine cabinet.

"Weakling," a voice in his head shouted.

He stepped out of the bathroom immediately,stumbling on his way out.

He almost tripped on something at the bottom of the stairs.He hoped it wasn't what he thought it was.But as soon as he walked into the living room,his suspicions were confirmed when he caught a whiff of the pungent smell in the air.Gnashing his teeth,he took in the sight of at least a dozen bottles of wine splayed on the floor and his mother's form sprawled on the carpet lying face down.

Frustrated he walked to the door,opening it forcefully.He thrust himself into the darkness outside resolved to go relieve himself of this agonizing emotion in the only way that he knew how.

I hope you enjoyed the chapter.Feel free to comment or vote if you wish to do so.If you can please watch the video.

Oh Anton David Jeftha,South African actor is Louis.Photo  is up there.

The song:wake me up by evanescence

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