Volume One - The Beginning Part 1
Prologue
The back of his head banged against the wall repeatedly. The constant thudding noise reverberated through his skull shaking his thoughts into place. It was his only way to drive them out. Drive out the demons that plagued his mind and stole his thoughts while he slept at night.
They just wouldn't leave him alone. They knew, he had seen them. He had found them among the millions of people that populated this god forsaken world, and they would never let him speak the truth.
If he could convince one, just one, of the possibility of these things among us then he could convince them all and their plan would be ruined. So, here they made him stay. Stuck in this place with the doctor's and their immaculately white coats. Telling him he wasn't well, he wasn't fit to walk free in this civilized world.
Uncivilized and unworthy of life. If only they knew that around them, they gathered. Soon, so soon, the plan will be executed and their precious society will crumble. The darkness and fire will consume them all and in the ashes he would stand and yell "Who is unworthy now?".
The words formed on his lips as he began to stand in the empty room.
"Who is unworthy now?" He said louder.
His eyes closed and his arms extended out at his side as he stood in the middle of the room. He imagined himself among the debris after the demons had risen up and taken their vengeance on the world.
"Who is unworthy now?" His voice rising with conviction.
"Who is unworthy now!?" He shouted, his words echoing around him.
He hoped so much there would be someone left to hear him. To know they had been told the truth and hadn't bothered to listen. They would know that he had believed in them. Believed for so long that even the demons would spare him for knowing the truth and being unafraid to voice it.
"Who is unworthy now!?" He shouted to the disbelievers who shunned him and to the doctors who cared so little
"Who is unworthy now?!!" He shouted for the last time savoring the moment.
The cushioned door swung open lighting up the empty room.
"Ray, why do you have to make me do this?" One of the doctor's said making his way into the room. Two others flanked him
Ray coward back against the wall
"No no I'm sorry", he pleaded
"Come on, you know I have to give you this" The doctor said holding up the syringe"just let me do it, and then you'll be off in your own little world again"
"No please I'll stop, I'll tell them you believed, they'll spare you" Ray pleaded, he didn't want to sleep, he didn't want to forget his beautiful image of the world crumbling around him. If he slept, the demons would take it back.
The two other doctors moved into the room cautiously approaching Ray. He made a run for it slipping past the first doctor before being knocked down by the second.
Ray fought hard to get up, but it was no use the demons always helped the doctor's, they wouldn't let him escape.
Once Ray stopped moving the doctor, with the syringe, knelt down and lifted Ray's shirt.
"No please, I'll tell them I swear I'll tell them"
The doctor didn't pay any attention, he just stabbed the needle in.
Ray's eyes grew heavy his body couldn't fight it, darkness took hold.