Darkness Incarnate
Darkness.Darkness. Nothing but darkness. Memory deceives. Where am I? I don't know. I can't remember! Voices, voices in my head. Telling me to do things, terrible things. I can't shut them out. They're forcing me to listen. Three, there are three voices. One deep, one sharp, and one soft. The deep one is the worst, it tells me to do the most terrible things. The sharp voice doesn't like me. The soft one is.is. I don't know what it is, but it terrifies me. Who am I? I am. I am. I can't remember who I am.
*****
How long has it been? How long have I been in this.this chrysalis. Weeks, months, maybe even years. I don't know.
Shadows move, outside the chrysalis. I can feel them. Blood thirsty monsters they are. The voices in my head have disappeared, only the soft remains. What does it want whit me? It speaks of events unknown to me. The death and rebirth of a creature called the Kerrigan, the destruction of a creature known as the Overmind, and the arrival of new enemies. None of those events have anything to do with me, at least. I don't thinks so. I grow tired, I must rest.
*****
I feel. I feel pain. The body I know inhabit is wreaked with pain. It feels good to have a body. The voices have disappeared completely. But now new voices have come. But they aren't telling me what to do; they're asking me what to do.
To be continued
Darkness.Darkness. Nothing but darkness. Memory deceives. Where am I? I don't know. I can't remember! Voices, voices in my head. Telling me to do things, terrible things. I can't shut them out. They're forcing me to listen. Three, there are three voices. One deep, one sharp, and one soft. The deep one is the worst, it tells me to do the most terrible things. The sharp voice doesn't like me. The soft one is.is. I don't know what it is, but it terrifies me. Who am I? I am. I am. I can't remember who I am.
*****
How long has it been? How long have I been in this.this chrysalis. Weeks, months, maybe even years. I don't know.
Shadows move, outside the chrysalis. I can feel them. Blood thirsty monsters they are. The voices in my head have disappeared, only the soft remains. What does it want whit me? It speaks of events unknown to me. The death and rebirth of a creature called the Kerrigan, the destruction of a creature known as the Overmind, and the arrival of new enemies. None of those events have anything to do with me, at least. I don't thinks so. I grow tired, I must rest.
*****
I feel. I feel pain. The body I know inhabit is wreaked with pain. It feels good to have a body. The voices have disappeared completely. But now new voices have come. But they aren't telling me what to do; they're asking me what to do.
To be continued