Silence.
Bells.
It's my turn now; there is a time to quit and a time to fall, even if you don't want to. A friend can easily be an enemy, that's why I kept him close.
Is time slowing down or is it speeding up as I fall, but I don't crash, curious, it is because my friend has caught me. My friend is holding me like a little girl would her precious broken doll. My enemy is staring at me through the eyes of a victor, I lost, simple as that.
The bells had been becoming stronger, ringing in my ears, a warning, but I did not heed them. I did not want to. Above all else I have faith, faith in goodness, which is why I did not want to believe even though I knew and went to great lengths to prove beliefs wrong.
He came to me as a demon disguised as an angel. In his eyes he is salvation, in my eyes he is corruption. The corrupt destroy everything, even the ones they love, and I wonder if I am among them or if I am just a game, a game to be conquered and won, he won.
A smirk of audacious victory, I am not allowed to die in ignorance but I am happier this way, my belief's have been shattered and my convictions confirmed, he is the devil I sought and that sick smirk that placed itself upon his mouth like thorns on flesh validates all of it.
It's becoming dark and soon I will be dead, but before I die I remember a phrase people are so apt to using. Don't go towards the light; they're wrong, I couldn't even if I wanted to because it's darkness clouding my vision of light, but the last thing I do see is Light, but not that of heaven, only that of corruption and I would cry if I could but it's time to close my eyes now. Light has never been so dark.