Requiem of the Conscious Mind
Estuans interius ira vehementi...
Estuans interius ira vehementi....
Ne me mori facias...
There it is... Drifting. Floating. Staring. The room, pitch black, minus a small spotlighted area revealing the red and white checker pattern to the cold floor. Why must it stare like that..? Unblinking... Cold... Lifeless, but never having had life.
"GET AWAY FROM ME!"
Tails scrambled backward, away from the doll-ish copy of himself. It drifted forward eerily... Silent... Stalking... "Go away..." Tails whimpered. The doll jerked to a stop, and its head partially flopped over to one side, due to its partially loose features. The blank eyes stared.
Tails backed up slowly, falling onto his rear, then backing into what appeared to be a dead end. Drawing his knees against his chest, Tails buried his face in his hands. "Just go away..!"
And it came closer still.
"SONIC! HELP ME!"
A light flicked on, and a drowsy blue hedgehog poked his head into the doorway. "What's all the yelling about...?" he asked with a yawn.
Tails sat up in bed, curling up and hugging the edge of the quilt against his chest. "...It was that doll again..."
"...more dreams about that stupid doll Eggman made? It doesn't even look that much like you! I mean, the doofus didn't even do the shoes right."
"Sonic... that Tails Puppet stalks me in my dreams..."
Sonic sighed a little, and trudged over to the bedside, flopping down. "Well let's hear it then. What about this dream anyway?"
Tails lowered his eyes. "Well... it chases me... so I run... And then I trip, and it comes closer and closer... and then I hit a dead end..! And it just... It just.... Mghhh.." He put his face in his hands.
Sonic offered half a smile and sat up, rubbing Tails' back a little. "Hey... its alright, buddy. That dumb Tails Puppet is far away with Eggman in his stupid base. Don't sweat it. Besides, we can take it on right?"
"Mhmm..." Tails sniffled a little. "I'm sorry for waking you, Sonic."
"Ah, forget about it. It's cool. I'm around if ya need me. Sleep tight, and no more bad dreams, okay?" He tucked the blankets in firmly around Tails, clicked the lights out and left quietly.
Sors immanis et inanis...
Ne me mori facias....
It keeps coming... It drags itself closer... Slow... Stalking... Staring... Blank. With an expectedly swift move, it lunged itself. Tails shoved the puppet away, his hand pushing hard against the plush feel of it. The gem falling from its forehead on a curved wire bobbed just in front of Tails' face, a small glow of red light eminating off it. The puppet leaned into Tails with all the weak power it could muster.
"Mrrgghhh... get... away..!" Tails' eyes teared up, his hands still forcing themselves against the puppet, struggling to keep it away. "You aren't me!! You're just a stupid doll! Just like Metal Sonic is to Sonic...!"
It's head was titled forward, the staring eyes only visible by the soft glow of the gemstone dangling before its face.
Ne me mori facias....
Tails lay on his side in bed, wide awake and trembling. The re-occuring dream advanced itself a little every time it came back, and it was slowly getting worse. Broken dreams... The tears rolled down his face onto the pillow, joining the rest on the soaked pillowcase.
In the dark room, he heaved a bitter sigh. No way out..