Disclaimer:I dun own the purdyful characters! Jhonen Vasquez! Our almight lord...does.
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It was night, with a full moon outside. And yet Pepito and I were still playing Rock Band! I was vocals and he was on drums(surprising huh?..nnng...maybe not). While I kept getting top performer, he kept getting most energy most streaks. I had completely lost track of time while playing, Johnny was probably worried too. So we decided to play one more gig then I had to go.
We finished it with five stars thankfully. He got most streaks again but I got most energy. "Okay, Pepito. I have to go now or else Johnny will get worried", I said hugging him. He hugged back then waved at me as I walked out of his room and down the hall, down the stairs. I waved by at Pepitos mom and made my way outside, into the cool, crisp night air. I pulled my sleeves down over my hands and continued my walk home. It was abit spooky, there wasn't a sound, not even a light down the street. There was an eerie feeling to it. I let my breathes out slowly then glanced to the side feeling paranoid, I thought I heard a sound. It was only a cat.
Finally I got home. But only to find a pool of blood forming on the steps. I could feel my eyes widen and I opened the door slowly to find a man hanging from the ceiling, his throat, along his forearms and his chest cut wide open and his legs cut off from the knees. I had never seen a victim like this before. I closed my eyes and suddenly felt somebody lunge at me from behind. I opened my eyes and saw a bloody knife infront of me. My heart began to pump furiously. Those were Johnnys hands holding it. "Heya Squee! You're late y'know", he sang.
"I'm sorry Nny. Me and Pepito were just playing guitar hero and I guess I lost track of time", I said nervously. He gave me a light squeeze and let go. "I guess I should've payed more attention. I'm really sorry", I repeated hanging my head then glancing up to see him looking down at me.
"Its okay. I guess I should say sorry as well...y'know. For the mess", he gave a small laugh, "go watch T.V or something. I'll deal with this bastard", he said looking up at the body. I nodded and immidiatly rushed off to the T.V room. I was about to turn the TV on when there was a little whisper. I glanced to the side to find no one there.
"Johnny?" I asked. There was no response. I gulped. "Johnny", I said again, in a more demanding voice. I looked side to side hoping to see him, or somebody there. But there was no one. I shuddered and turned the TV on. Maybe the sound of the TV would take my mind of the whisper.
I sighed and cuddled more into the couch when I heard it again. It was coming from my mind. I immidiatly thought it was Shmee, but I remembered I had left him at home when I went to go pick up my stuff. That meant it was a different voice. I looked around paranoid for a second then huddled into the corner of the couch. I strained my ears and listened carefully for any sound that might indicate that someone was around. Like foot steps, breathing or a pulse. But there was only a small voice, getting louder.
I turned the TV off and ran downstairs. "Johnny!", I cried. A long trail of blood, was on everystep. Just as I was slipping on my way down the stairs, he caught me by grabbed my wrists and pulling me forward. I weeped abit then looked up to see him looking back.
"Whats wrong?" he asked.
I panted abit then looked around paranoid, "I...I think I'm hearing voices!" I tightened my hands into tight fists and pushed them against my cheeks. "Voices are out to get me!" I began to pant again.
Johnny gave me a 'thats just retarded' look and laughed, "You sure its not just Shmee? You always seem to talk to him...hey...what ever happened to him anyway?"
"I left him at home. He was telling me bad things. But Johnny, I'm serious! There was a voice, it came from nowhere...and it was really freaky" I hung my head and felt a small tear roll down my cheek.
I heard Nny sigh then glance to the side. I heard the voice again. Johnny just continued to look at the wall. The voice whispered something again and I saw him look back at me, "I heard it again", I shivered.
His eyes widened and he let me go. I stepped back onto the stair behind me, causing me to slip abit but catch my balance. I was now face to face with him. "What do you mean?...You actually heard that?" he sounding unbelieving.
I nodded then froze, "you mean...you heard it to?" I asked. It was a little more comforting that Johnny heard it as well. But I wasn't sure if that confirmed I wasn't going crazy.
We stood there in silence for a minute before Nny sighed, turned around and walked back down stairs, "Um...do whatever you want...I'm gonna go further down", he muttered.
"I want to go with you!"
"We've been through this Squee. Your not to go down there...it's for your own safety", he said before proceeding.
"What can be so bad about it? I mean...I've watched you kill tons of times, I've seen what you can do...and if anything down there is harmful...your there to protect me right?" I was hoping for a nod.
"NO! I can't protect you from whats down there. Even though everything down there are my creations...I can't protect you from them. I'm sorry", he said before walking down the stairs until he was gone.
I just stood there. Feeling slightly hurt inside. Was it that he couldn't protect me from everything down there...or he wouldn't protect me from everything down there. I sniffled and headed back upstairs. I guess I would have to spend there rest of my time alone 'upstairs!'
I continued to walk up the stairs and I heard the voice again. More loudly though this time. 'Don't be sad, Todd'
"Why Do You Keep Bugging Me!!" I cried. I ran the rest of they way up the stairs, I could feel my blood pumping and my heart beating. As I reached the top of the stairs I paused to take a breath. Was the voice really inside my head? Or was it a voice to somebody I couldn't see? It was possible. If I'm alive and there, anything is possible.
I looked around once more. I still didn't see anything. No apperitions of any kind. Not even a bug. I shuddered and walked into the kitchen. I sat on the counter and awaited Nny to come back up. Right now. I really didn't want to be alone...but then again...I wasn't.
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Affection: If you feel you need to slap me...I don't blame you...sorry for the wait...yeah...