(AUTHOR'S NOTE: So, this is the second chapter of the 'Demented' series I'm making. This one should be a bit longer than the previous chapter. So, I'll do my best. I don't have much to talk about, so I'll let you read the story now. Enjoy...)

Akademi High, 6:39 AM, APRIL 3RD.

Simon was walking to school, it was a foggy Friday. The nightmares he experienced the other night plagued him. It made him wonder, but then again, it could just be a bad dream all together. He made it to school just in time for the SC's next meeting. These would only last around 20 minutes. He walked the big hill to the school's main building, the Student Council would arrive 25 minutes earlier than average students. Anyways, he reached the gate, seeing the gym teacher, Kyoshi Taiso, on his left side. She was a friendly gym teacher, she was recently hired after the last one quit due to 'stress'. Her hands were on her hips, she wore her famous red tracksuit. He waved to her before heading into the school, making his way to the SC room. There was 4 members, Kuroko was going to be a bit late. They sat around the table, drinking their Raspberry Tea. The air smelled of Raspberry, not from the tea, but Shiromi's Perfume. The girls weren't aware of his presence, until he sat down in one of the empty chairs. "Oh! Hi Simon." Akane noticed. "Hi." He replied.

Simon wasn't really the talkative type, so he wasn't planning on continuing the conversation anymore than that. The room didn't have a TV, there was just a couple of five-foot bookshelfs. The books consisted of Psychology, Important Life Lessons, and School History. He never read much, the types he would read is Horror books, War books, and Science Fiction books. His favorite authors being: David Henley, Gary Roman, and Alicia Benjamin. A look of disinterest was plastered on his face, as he scanned from up to down the bookshelf which held a menacing array of books. He was beyond what many would call 'Bored'. He was in a state where any noises around him were getting drowned out, his vision becoming ever so blurry. Almost a daydream/unaware state. That feeling of disarray, that feeling of demotivation plagued him, making him feel depressed. A thought appeared in his head, a small one; a distant vision.

His surroundings changed. He was no longer in the dark oak wood Student Council room, no. He was in the middle of a field, it was dark out. It was huge land, no trees for miles. A static radio played in the distance, a Christmas jingle was playing. It was becoming more distant, like it was moving away from the area. There was a blizzard, snow whipping Simon in the face. The moon was out, lighting bits and pieces of the open land. The field was blanketed by eight-inch snow. With each step, the snow was growing more violent, chunks of snow that were iced together kept smacking him in the face. It was like hale, thick and rough. Gusts of snow tornadoes were spiraling around the open world. His winter outfit was protection from the violent weather, the storm was now blowing harder than ever before. The wind was almost powerful enough to knock down a line of trees, Simon wasn't going to stand for that shit. So, he kept powering through the raging winds. The temperature had dropped from 29.F to -13.F.

His movements were slowing down, the cold was so unbearable. Each direction was just that, a never-ending field. There was no escape from the wind. Every direction was a smack to the face, the snow was now rising, from six-inches to two feet. Simon could swear he heard a voice calling out to him in the distance. But which direction though? "Simon."

"W-what? W-w-w-who's there?" His face was freezing, the words came out fast and unpredictable. He stuttered like a madman.

"Don't act like I'm not there. I'm always here with you." The voice was a deep, whoever it was sounded expressionless and deathly, like the cold didn't affect them.

Simon could see a black figure standing half a football field away. He couldn't tell if it was a human or a creature. "I-I don't get i-it. W-what the h-hell d-do you want? W-where am I?"

"You are in your mind. I have possessed you, and now I'm a part of you. Just a few more days now, and I can have complete control over your mind and body." The voice stated.

"..."

"Oh, and by the way. My name is 'ALEX'. I'm an entity."

"Q-quick question. Are you the reason for me having those h-headaches?"

"Maybe..."

"You bastard..."

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Just then, the black figure grew into this twenty feet tall creature. Deer antlers forced their way out of the skull, blood spilling down the head. The head was in the shape of a bull, parts of the cracked skull pushing out to form a deformed looking head. The legs and arms were stretched out, with the muscles tearing through the skin, parts of the fur was stained red. A ear-piercing screech that sounded like a chicken with it's voice amplified by times 10. And it's throat was burned by a pair of metal tongs. It ran at a incredible speed, faster than a cheetah, faster than Usain Bolt. It caught up to him within seconds. It's veiny claws scraped his back, straight through the thick coat, and into his skin. Then another slice to the back of the neck was enough to kill him.

Shiromi noticed the half conscious Simon leaning against the table. With his head sweating profusely, his fingers and head twitching, and his eyes rapidly blinking. She tapped him on the shoulder, saying his name. "Simon? This is not the sleeping club, wake up." With that, he jolted up at a fast speed, a bewildered, horrific look on his face. Completely unaware of what was happening in the moment, he felt himself being dragged back into the reality, grabbing onto anything he could. "Are you okay?"
He looked to the source of the voice, and his eyes laid upon Shiromi. "I'm fine."

"You don't look fine."

"...just don't worry about it."

Kuroko came into the room, adjusting her diamond-cut glasses, she sits down in her chair. First clearing her throat before speaking. "So, Megami has informed of some info on the culprit who's responsible for the recent crimes. The details were vague, but should help us out. The individual is female, her hair is black."

"That's it?" Aoi asks.

"Uh-huh." Kuroko nods her head.

"Wow." Aoi replies.

"These clues narrow down to three students. Ajia Ashitomi, Horuda Puresu, and Ayano Aishi."

"So, that means we have to spy on these three?" Shiromi asks.

"Well... I guess that's the only way to find out."

Minutes passed by, as Kuroko and the rest of the members chatted on about the safety of the school and other topics. Ayano had her ear pressed up against the wall, listening in on them. After hearing most of it, an idea sparked in her head. 'Boy, they are never gonna see this coming. Hehe...' She thought. Feeling mischievous. She left the scene to figure out a plan, a great plan. They all get done talking, the chairs get put back in their place and the SC members leave to do their duty. Simon walked throughout the classrooms, checking if any students needed help like yesterday. He looked at the ginger root brown hardwood clock on the wall, it was around five past seven. He couldn't get over what had just happened, it was so surprising, he never expected that. The day went by in a flash, some students needed help, it wasn't anything that interesting. Thankfully none of those 'attacks' occurred during school hours. At the end of the day, they all gathered to have the usual meeting. Once that was done, then it was time to leave. While Simon was making his way down the hill, away from the school. Aoi walked beside him, glancing in his direction. He hadn't noticed her until she said "Hey."

"Oh... hi Aoi."

"So, what will YOU be doing this afternoon? Ha."

"Just doing homework, and maybe...go to the mall." He replied.

"Well, could I hang out with you sometime?" Aoi asked. The menacing grin on her face made him feel disturbed... for some reason.

"(That was fucking sudden) I guess. When?"

"How about tomorrow afternoon? Around twelve pm?"

"Okay. That sounds good."

Aoi waves him goodbye, as he stares at her with this dead, cold expression. He joins the rest of the students walking down the street to their houses, the walk to his house from the school is around 15-20 minutes. He followed the Rainbow Six (The six girls on the side of the mountain) to his house. The girls lived near Simon's block, so he follows them to get to his home. He gets there and walks down the short driveway, he grabs the keychain from underneath the black doormat. The pack of keys jingle as his fingers brush pass key by key.

'The backdoor key, my car key, my basement key... Ah! My front door key.' He thought. The key gets inserted into the gold, reflective doorknob, the door unlocked. He went into his dark house, locking the door behind him. The house was around the middle, it was a big two floor house, but it didn't cost much. The first room you see upon opening the front door is a hallway that is a large room with two staircases on opposite sides leading upstairs, with a sliver mirror chandelier on the ceiling. The floor was tan-ish sliver, the walls consisted of two colors, copper and peach. Both colors were split horizontally with a white trim all along the room, the top and bottom trims were white also. Down the hall was the living room, which lead to the Kitchen, Dining room, and a Spare Bedroom. The upstairs consisted of two Bedrooms, two Bathrooms, and a chill-out room with it's own built-in AC.

He went upstairs to his bedroom to finish his homework, he got to his room and set down the one-inch pile of homework that laid before him. The subjects were as boring as they could get, studying these papers would be essential to scoring a higher grade in the upcoming Report Card, and also give him a bonus in the 'The Big Test' which was only three weeks away. This test would show the latest progress of a student's Grades, Strengths, and Weaknesses. His recent grades have ranged from rare C+'s, to a perfect A+'s. There was A++'s, which were only for the very smart students, but that's not important, he's far from being that intelligent. In summary: The homework was going to be a pain in the ass.

He got right down to work, with a piece of paper to take down notes and a No.2 Pencil. He stared down the paper, realizing what he should begin with. For a few minutes, he was sat at the desk, thinking hard about the equation. Soon, he started to slip in and out of consciousness, fighting to stay awake, he slammed his face into the table. "Ow." That didn't work. He was so tired. His vision was starting to blur, his reaction time was slow, and he couldn't tell what was happening. His consciousness was fighting against him, and he ended up falling asleep.

Simon slowly opened his eyes, seeing a bright orange light beaming on him. It was a lamppost. This wasn't his bedroom, he was on a road in the middle of a forest. There was a lamppost in the distance and another one, the road seemed to lead somewhere. No cars in sight, the only sound was wind blowing in the distance, there was snow on both sides of the road, it was another one of these dreams. Unlike the last dream, it wasn't deadly freezing out, he was a reasonable 25 degrees, the wind was very weak. There was forest on both sides of the road, you couldn't see what was out there, and the moon was out. It was quite bright, so the road was visible, and not disturbingly dark. He started walking, his feet guiding him down the paved road. It was eerie out, there was no other sound that could be heard, Simon's mind ran rapid in imagination when he started imagining smiling and sad faces.

His mind sometimes messed with him but not this bad. Everywhere he looked was an unsettling face staring back at him. But the worst part was coming up... As he walked down the road, under the lampposts. They started to flick a bit, making him jump. The lampposts continued to flick on and off, creating a new fear in the air. Wind was picking up, a bit more this time, it was only a matter of time before the trees started swaying in the cold breeze. He had walked down the road for a long time, the seemingly never-ending path leading nowhere was starting to unsettle Simon, so his body turned the other way to go back. But, the lights were gone, all that remained was a dark abyss being swallowed by the dead night.

The only choice seemed to just walk forward, and not turn around. He started in the other direction, continuously wandered down the chilling road. His vision adjusted well to the lamppost's light a distance away from him, that's when he noticed the thing. This 'thing' was humanoid, it crawled on all four, staying low to the ground. Stretching its arms and legs out wide, the body was inhumanly skinny, the rib cage was visible, even from a far distance away. Simon backed up, starting to feel a wave of panic. It was a disturbing, nightmarish sight, the light flicked for a second, adding more tension to the scene.

The figure slowly got up from all four, and stood on it's two large legs that looked almost painfully stretching out. A loud, screeching cry came from the humanoid's mouth, it was a inhuman, bloodcurdling screeching that he had ever listened to. The second he heard, the second he ran off. The creature started running on all four, as it's screeching echoed throughout the entire woods. Sending Simon's blood rushing at top speed. This thing was catching up fast, incredibly fast. Simon knew there was nothing left to do, running would just make delay his death by a minute. Before he could comprehend the events occurring in the moment... he woke up.

Simon jumped in fear, looking around in a mass panic. It was just a dream. "thank god." The paper he planned to write on, didn't have one word on it. After that, he didn't want to work on that. Instead, he decided to call up Akane to hang out, he's about had enough of these dreams. "It's over now, Alex! You bastard..."

(AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's about 5:45 AM in the morning, and I'm goddamn tired. I just got done writing this chapter, it's a bit longer than my previous one. So, I hope you enjoy it. I put a lot of effort into this chapter and a ton of creativity. I write each chapter in about two to three days, meaning that the next chapter will probably come out then. But, I won't PROMISE it. Thanks for reading for Chapter 2.)