Act X
...He stood standing there, face to face. His arm crackling with blue electricity from outside itself. Half of his arm was inside the flesh of another. He could hardly see who was on his opposite side. A moment later, the cloud of different shades of purple that they both were in, began to fade. Deja'vu settled in. Before he could pinpoint the feeling, the man on the other side spoke "Fucking nice! But still not as cool as my final attack." Involuntarily, his head fell down. He felt the vibrations in his mouth move and himself speak out loud, "You Coreysagan'd my dick off?!"
"Hell yeah I did. Pervy Bany taught me that bro bro." Replied the man. Looking up, he saw the man resting on the ground with his eyes closed and a smile on his lips. "Corey. His name is Corey!" He said to himself as he dropped to his knees. He felt a slight shiver wash over him. He felt like this had happened before. Every line of it. Even this. As the shiver began to grow and engulf his every being, he wondered how many times he's gone through this. All he could feel was the panic creeping up on him. Not knowing what to do, he began to call out for help. But he could no longer feel his body. Darkness slowly falling onto him.
His mind began to wonder, different color's seeping their way through the cracks of his memories. They began to swirl in a clockwise motion. The swirling then stopped suddenly, colors of red, purple, green, blue, yellow, white, and orange, simultaneously began to crack. They faded away one by one until all there was, was darkness. Within the darkness, no light was shown. No sound's heard. No object's felt. Thought's of his, flushed away from some unknown place. Then, a spark ignited in the center of the dark pit. Memories colliding upon memories. Fracture's of dreams floating through space.
A voice cried out! A hiss followed after. An echo through the chaos seemed to have been misplaced. The voice cried out once more! This time it was muffled. Darkness was returning. Something fleeting into the center of the pit, was caught by a hand. It was the only light source within this darkness, and it moved as if it were alive. The hand held onto it, it jerked at the touch. It kept moving towards the center of the pit, carrying the hand and it's entity. The darkness was no more as both it and the entity fell through to the otherside where the light was shown.
Whatever was in the hands of the entity faded. The entity itself was inside a tube with water bubbling up by its feet. A seal was placed on top of the tube. The entity looking for a way out, found that it was trapped. A hooded figure, dressed in grey, walked around the tube. He tapped on the glass, and pointed at the entity. A respirator fell from the sealing of the tube. Landing in front of the entity's face. The hooded figure pointed to it and then to the entity's mouth. The water was rising with a quick pace. It was nearly to the neck of the entity before it put on the respirator. Within moment's, it fell asleep. The hooded figure watched with intent as the water rose to the top of the tube. It watched as the entity jerked in it's sleep. A sly grin could be seen as the hooded figure sat at a desk in the dim light.
The entity woke with a start. It's eyes staring across from a familiar face. A face that had been repeatedly seen for what had felt as an eternity. Every moment relived again and again. A recurring dream that wouldn't end. The entity could see from it's perspective and from a distance above itself. It continued to do so through a pattern of fleeting thoughts. Then, and only then, did it know itself not to be but more than anything it was once was. The whispers came every night. Calling out Thomas. This entity knew not to give in. Allowing itself to be one step further within. Yet, it couldn't help but think that it could be Thomas. It could allow itself to be this thing. But, never did it allow such a sight. No glimmer. No hope. No nothing. It was nothing. This Genjutsu or what have you, continued no matter what path was taken. No matter what struggles proved through solution. No different act's. This life, if it be even so. Could not be changed. But then, in the distance, he came.
Every moment of every path, confusion setting in. Dejavu at every begin. The ending always forgotten. When would this madness end?! Worked up with no sweat...The time for collapse was now. Falling once more. A short distance but a fall to the floor. Darkness sweeping in once more...
Then like a bomb going off inside his head, all the lights of every moment, memories, daydreams, hopes, and nightmares. Came rushing back! "Aaarrrggghhhh!" Thomas yelled out as he fell from his respirator onto the broken glass below him.
He just laid there unable to move, panic setting in as he didn't know where he was. He cried uncontrollably. "I'm back...I'm back..again.."