Unable to move...unable to speak...not able to do anything. I was tied up to a chair in a prison cell, tape over my mouth. I could hear a voice or two around me, chanting.
I'd throw my head up, in desperation to speak. 'Hello? HELLO' I'd call out, but the only person who could hear it is myself. "I see you've awoken, Belle," the ghost-like person staring down into my eyes would smile. A smile that I remember throughout my pre-years, a soft smile signifying love.
"You don't know why you're here, do you? Well! Let me explain.." They'd start, stroking my cheek while explaining. "I'm that tiny voice in your head whose forced you to do all these things. Y'know? Screw some people off, pick up some habits you'll regret? Yeah, that's all me." A warm laugh would come through the ghost-like person's lips.
"You can call me Vo...oh wait, you can't speak!" They'd laugh at their stupidity once again. "Well, I'll leave you here alone now, have fun Belle!" The ghost-like person would plant a kiss on my head, fading away into mist. 'No! Come back!' I'd scream in my head, trying to move.
As soon as "Vo" left, I felt the room spiral into a more comfortable place, but my inability to move was still valid. "Violet, are you okay?" 'No.' I'd try to speak, but all that I could hear was my thought. "Violet, answer me." They'd get more stern, their green eyes burning into my skin.
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"You really aren't gonna respond?" They'd get up, highly annoyed. "Alright, then I'll make you respond." I could feel a sharp pain through my cheek, along with a tear. 'STOP!' They can't hear me.
"You know they can't hear you, right? Your little thoughts won't stop them from hurting you. The safety of this person is being broken this second." Vo would smile, fading away once again.
'What type..nymph?' I'd think to myself, before the vision of the man would reappear. "I'm gonna tell Mallarree of this, Violet. Now speak before I handle to force again." I'd force thoughts into my head. *Happy thoughts.*
'The day I met my best friends, the day I met Nick...Elle..'
'Who even is this?'
As soon as that thought entered my mind though, I could see the vision fading away, straight into a new one.
Darkness, a thing I've been terrified of since I was little.
"It's funny, you know, how you're so ignorant to what's going on. You can move now, hell, you can speak, you've just chose never to use the power. You're the leader, the God of this entire realm you call 'dreamland' or 'lala land'. Well, at least this one, everyone is the God of their own." Their voice was raspy, it sounded like they've been trapped in here for awhile.
"You choose the path of pain, instead ruling over us dreams. You could dream of the future, hell, you could have good dreams instead of bad ones, all you have to do is prevent the issues that you call okay." Their smile shown in the dark.
The person would step forward, lighting a candle. They'd light a second and hand it to me, which I accepted. As soon as I saw their mask, I knew they were hiding something.
"It's ironic you choose to hurt yourself and the people around you, why not just deal with it normally? You don't have to be sadistic." They'd slick back the hair behind their mask.
"A great mass of misery can overwhelm you, but you choose to not help yourself."
"Why should I help myself if all that will wound up in the end is more pain?"
"Pain is a feeling everyone gets, I sure as hell got it when I lost someone important."
"It seems like I'm sectioned from the others who feel it, though."
A sigh would escape from them. "Yours is easier than most. You should be able to realize it. Statistically, you're not even going through as much as some have. Have you seen those children get mauled by bears. Ech." They'd fake a gag then grab my empty hand. "Wake up, Violet."
They'd hand me the candle they were holding and fade just like the nymph Vo did. I'd be left in silence, only to wake up minutes later, covered in sweat.
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