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Tristan and Michael walk through the door and yet another bright light until they make it to the end. "Feels like we have been walking for a week" Tristan says exhausted leaning on the doorsill. "That's because it has been a week, time is very different here". Tristan nods and looks around "We're in the alley I first saw when we started" Tristan thinks to himself

"All doors lead to here except the park and the alley"

Michael explains as if he read his mind, "But in order to go back, you have to just walk through the door. But be warned, it will hurt and the memories that you tried to bury will come back to you. Tristan looks at the door on the other side of the alley terrified; then looks back at Michael who looks completely calm. "Why aren't you scared?" "Because I have already passed my test. I faced my killer and won. The reason I'm still here is because I knew you were coming." Michael says looking down at his broken friend, "Don't worry, I will be with you until the midway point. Then I have to leave."

"I know that I have to do this but going back to Ray….I just, I just don't…"

"Hello Tris…" Tristan hears from the other side of the alley. Ray is standing in front of the door leading back "home" with his arms folded in front of him, looking at Tristan with completely dead eyes. Tristan looks in front of him and then a bright streetlight comes on and shines directly above Ray, making his whole appearance that much frightening. His eyes widen and his whole body starts to shake causing him pain.

"You have to start moving forward if you're ever going to go through the door. Come on, I'll walk with you" Michael says grabbing his hand and making Tristan walk forward, "I have to do this" He thinks to himself and leads the way.

"Michael, long time no see. How have you been? Good I hope, ever since we last "talked" Ray added sinisterly

Michael responds, "Where is my body?!" Ray smirks and says, "It's lockedup somewhere around here. It has been so long who can remember" Tristan looks back and sees Michael is about to cry, "Are you ok?" Tristan innocently asks "Don't worry about me, I will be going home soon" Michael responds looking Ray directly in his eyes, Ray smirking, "Tell your father I said hello."

Tristan continues to walk forward and steps on something, causing him to drop to the ground bleeding and screaming out in pain. "Michael kneels on his level and picks up the item he stepped on, "A brown whip" he puts it in Tristan's hand and has a vision.

Tristan is nine years old and wakes up to see that he has no shirt on and is suspended by the ropes that are tied to his wrist. The ropes are sharp and are making his wrists bleed and turn purple. Ray comes in the dark room in the basement with a brown whip in his hands, "I warned you didn't I? I told you not to tell anyone about our little games." Tristan scared to look up at him doesn't say anything so Ray grabs him by his hair hard, forcing him to look up at his cold, threatening eyes, "Didn't I?" Tristan nods his head up and down and Ray goes behind him and lashes him with the whip. Tristan lets out an ear-piercing scream, the whip cutting into his soft, delicate skin, "Didn't I?!" Tristan screams out, "YES!" Ray continues, "You must be punished for that. If someone found out they would take you from me. You wouldn't want that right?" Tristan is alarmed because of the blood he feels dripping down his back and screams. Ray hits him two more times on his back and once more on his arm. "You will obey me, you will answer me when I'm talking to you". Then kisses him on the lips but Tristan bites Ray's tongue causing him to bleed. "You want to make me bleed? Well then I'm going to make you bleed".

He hits Tristan over, and over and over and over…

Tristan comes out of the vision and feels blood dripping down his back like before. "Help me up" feeling adrenaline coursing through his body. Michael does what he ask and helps him move forward, "You're doing good Tristan" he says generally impressed. Tristan nods in his direction but still sees Ray in the distance "You were always a rebellious child. You were out of control and needed to be trained".He says in a more protective tone than before causing Tristan to stop. "Don't believe him Tristan! He is playing you!" Tristan looks at Michael drenched in blood and keeps pressing forward until he sees Ray's college brass ring and collapses to the ground.

Tristan is ten years old and came inside the house a fraction of a minute late. His mother wasn't home and Ray had had a "few" to drink. "Where the hell have you been?!" Tristan sees that he is drunk and tries to explain, "I was playing with Joey and…" before he can finish Ray has already punched Tristan in the face and continues to hit him. It hurts more than usual because he is reliving his glory days by watching his college wrestling matches and has on his college brass ring. "WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT EXCUSES!?" Ray just continues to punch and kick Tristan until he can barely see what time it is on the clock. Just to make it worse, he spits on him so he knows that he is worthless, "Don't let it happened again, Brat!"

Tristan wakes up to see that he is covered in bruises, there is a little bit of spit in hair and he feels the indent of the ring on the left side of his face. Now barely mobile he reaches for Michael and falls back to the ground. Tristan shocked looks at Michael to see that he is starting to fade away and hears a bus pulling up around the corner. Michael and Tristan look at each other with tears in their eyes, knowing what had to happen next. The bus horn blows and Michael whispers,

"You can do this Tristan, I will be watching over you." Michael clothes are turned back to normal and he runs toward the bus. Tristan watches over his shoulder as the bus pulls off and Michael disappears into the night.

"It's just you and me now Tris"

Ray claims from in front of him. Now feeling completely helpless he looks at his right hand and sees that it is glowing, "One day we might be apart, but if we remember the symbols we'll always remember our friendship". Tristan looks at his hand, gives it a small smile and goes to stand up, using the trash can beside him for leverage and continues to press on. Ray shakes his head and his demeanor grows more serious.

"Same old Tris trying to prove how big and tuff you are. When you are nothing but a scared, useless little boy trying to impress everyone" Ray states trying to intimate him. "Your own mother gave you to me because she couldn't handle the responsibility of raising her biggest disappointment in life." Tristan looks at Ray in shock and it feels like a knife was just stabbed in heart. "Quiet!" he faintly screams, "Think about it" he continues "Why do you think she stays away so long?" Tristan faintly hears something echoing in the background

"Please come back to me….Please"

"That sounds like Joey" Tristan thinks to himself while the symbol on his hand was glowing extra bright as if to confirm what he was already thinking. Tristan continues to press on until he steps into something sticky, he looks down to see that it is a puddle of blood and he knew who it belonged too. "He was in our way" Ray tauntingly says Tristan as he is looking down.

Tristan can barely stand and decides that he can't handle that pain, not in all the pain he was already in physically. "You're in a better place now, Rest in Peace" he looks up and says while he continues to the last stop before he is in front of the door. The last thing he sees is a mirror with him in his bathroom holding a bottle of oxycodone pills. Tristan feels his eye getting worse, his bottom getting sore and his throat burning yet again.

"I can't take this anymore, I'm tired of fighting and pain. I want to be free again, I want to be with my grandfather and dad, and I want to be happy again" He takes five at once and swallows. A few seconds later he starts to feel the effects and takes out five more pills, "My ticket to happiness…goodbye" He takes the last five, swallows, smiles and looks in the mirror until the pills start to take effect and falls to the ground.

"All you had to do was listen to me, this was all your fault! You never learned from the last time!" Ray walks toward him and picks him up off the ground, "I LOVE YOU! I DID EVERYTHING FOR YOU!" Tristan looks out of his good eye and whispers, "You almost killed me" and took all the strength he had left and kicked him square in the balls and runs for the door.

Never looking back

"You can't get rid of me!" Ray screams as he tries to catch Tristan, "You won't make it without me." But Tristan closes the door seeing yet another light with bright light and a tall flight of stairs. "This better be worth it."