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"The colors of white, makes me sad

The shades of black, endanger my soul

The sight of blue, warms my heart

The feeling of red, fills me with satisfactory"

The lady stared at me with her putrid eyes and dirty glasses. I stared so intently that I was able to see my own reflection, cut marks everywhere. Gashes under my hazel eyes, streaks of white residue in my hair.

She stood from her gray armchair and requested two people. 

"Is he any better?"Someone asked. "No!"She replied. 

As two grown men grabbed by my arms, she walked away from me while saying"Dammit Elliot, I'm trying to keep you from the Pacifist Green Asylum! But you aren't putting any effort to redeem yourself." She suddenly turned"Hell, I can't even let you with the other patients because of how unstable you are. It pains me to see you like this, but you are  becoming  increasingly hopeless! Gentlemen, take him to the Box again!"She ordered.

"Yes ma'am!"They understood.

Dread filled me. The Box is a 72 hour hold in a crude, isolated place. I gritted my teeth, everything suddenly became blurry, NO NO NO  NO NO. Grha ahahhhhh, ahhhhaaaaaaahhhhhh,  LET GO LET ME GO LET ME GOO!"I panicked. I began flailing and kicking. 

"Mrs. Penny!"Cried one of the men. Mrs. Penny pulled out her taser"Not this again,"She muttered. 

She aimed then taser at my chest and fired. I quickly lunged down and it impacted one of the men whom has now collapsed, violently twitching at the shocks of each cycle of intense pain and jolt.

 My right arm was free. I grabbed the guy holding my left arm and crunched into it. He screamed and slugged me off his arm. I fell, but I quickly regained my senses and picked myself back up. I spat his flesh on the ground, I tasted blood. He had his head buried in his arms, panicking about his wound. 

Mrs. Penny was aiding the other man. "You MONSTER!"She screamed. 

I grew angry,"Monster huh,"I said allowed. The guy picked himself up and charged at me, I tucked my head down and held out my palm which had sharp talon like nails. I prepared myself and gored him in the gut, I shoved him down. Blood squirted from his torn uniform and slowly poured out of his mouth.

I smiled ominously and laughed hysterically. I closed my eyes"Mrs. Penny?"I asked while picking up the guy by his neck, crushing his windpipe. He, looked down with the eyes of absolute pain and despair. 

"You caused this,"I finished while repeatedly jabbing the guy in his stomach.

Annoyed by the flailing, I slammed him on the ground and clawed into his chest, his skin ripping apart, the scream of the Tortured filling me with more ambition to create corpses.  

The cadavers entrails splattered all over the floor. I crushed each organ and intestine that came out. It made a satisfying squish. I picked up one and crushed it in my hand, the blood exploded all over me.

I heard a small voice in the back of my head whispering"sleep...sleep...sleep." Everything went blank.

I gasped at the sight of Mrs. Penny's chubby body.

I looked around and my heart stopped. There were white, hexagon shaped tiles. This was the Box.

My eyes watered up. 

Mrs. Penny looked at me and said"I'm sorry buddy, I truly am. But you are too dangerous to be around other people." With that, she closed the doors and I heard the mag-locks click.

I ran towards the chunk of steel and began banging on it. "NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOO NOOOO NOOOOOOO NOOOOO. LEETT MEE OUT LET ME OUT. I DONT WANNA BE HERE, PLEASE!" 

I pleaded for hours, even though it was hopeless. I sat down for a while, in this spacious, white cube, sobbing. My face was hot and I felt an intense pain in my heart. I miss everyone, I miss everything. Why did it-no, How did it come to this. 

I've been confined for so long, that I have forgotten. But I got this feeling that I have left someone, without thinking about there well being. It doesn't matter, can't miss something you don't remember. 

I curled up in a fetal position, and closed my eyes. All of my friends were here. My dark friends. 'You should've killed that bitch!'One said. Two other voices agreed. "I'm sorry, but the Whisper held me back,"I replied. 

'Yeah, we saw. You're a weak fuck, that's why you held back. Can't believe how worthless you are. You are so useless that you can't even remember your past,"'My voices tortured me.

"Stop it, I know that I'm a useless human being, but you don't have to glorify it."

I heard my echos bounce around the room. 

'Hey, Elliot. I have an idea. Why not end your life, you're gonna die anyway. So what's the point of living, chum?'

"I-I-tried. but i just can't, its too hard. I'm always being held back."

*PFFT*'Pitiful, why sharpen your nails then. Hey, even better idea, can you at least dig into you arm for us,'It pleaded.

I looked at my pale arm. "Sure, don't see why not." I grazed the my thumbs' talon across my wrist, contemplating on if i should go fast or slow. 

I measured the overwhelming pain in my heart.

On the outside I'm miserable, but on the inside I'm dying.

I pressed in to my skin really hard, I quietly moaned at the feeling. I could feel the blood inside of me press against the nail. It felt good. It was deep too. 

I slowly etched my thumb across my wrist. The pain intensified as I slightly missed my vein. Dammit, not deep enough, I'll get it next time I suppose.

As my thumb got closer to the other end of my wrist, I saw my skin thinly peel down, blood leeching out.

I reached the other end and yelped in pain. I pushed my thin, gash up so the blood can reduce.

My heart no longer hearts, all attention has been put on my left wrist.

The voice in my head said 'Good boy. Really blew off some steam.'

I fell back over, and closed my eyes. I fell asleep.

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Hello, if you are reading this, then that means you have ignored the warning and are now risking their life. Kudos to you idiots.

Note, the chapters in the story will be quite small and have multiple parts

Also please send this to people you know as a way of saying "Suffer with me"

After accumulating a certain amount of views, I'll release more parts which will be created prematurely

Keep an eye on characters that have been killed by our Protagonist as everything you see, may  not be true

Last but not least, the poem in the beginning has a great significance;) enjoy everyone






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