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The things we leave behind

Chapter fourteen-The box

By Slaya

It doesn t kill you. What it does is make you feel like you re in a noisy little dark room. Naked, and  ashamed. And there are things in the dark that need to hutrt you cause you re bad.»

                    Glory

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Dreamy days

Painted fingernails

Bathes in blood

Can t see a thing

Of what it might bring

Careless, careless

Bewareless

Leaving into the dark

Shiny eyes

Big yellow hats

By Slaya

«So….what s in the box?»

                                     Buffy

Dark and bright. Everything is false. There is no open air. Big green medows.

Mountain…o mountain!

«Where is my mountain?»-a voice asked from deep within-«Are those memories false? Are they real?

I can not grasp the content that s making them feel.

Is this a game?

A game wich name I can not speak? Am I mortal….alive or dead?

Where does the pain end?

The forgiveness seaked so eager to deal with, but when we joined…the mascarade stoped.

The music drained the last bit of hearing that we had.

And it left everything emty, so sad.»

Cassie was confused and scared. Laying somwhere wet, in the dark.

The voice she heard wasn t her own. Or so she thought.

But…it was true, not her own. It was from a «box» next door.

«I didn t know that things were so bad.

They left me behind.

And I didn t know how to talk anymore, it all came silent, it all came weary, all together feary.

Can not think, can not say.

Drained of it all, my eyes are dark, my fingers pale

All that s left is morning hail

Of the damned Sunnydale.»

It was the voice of the girl from school, Blair while Cassies sister Blair was who knows where. Along with her parents.

But that s not important now.

What was important were the little animals that came inside and put their sharp fangs into Cassies hands. She tried not to make a sound, to be strong just liek a slayer should be. Until she could bare the pain no longerr and had to scream for relief.

Couple of darkened rooms ahead Lumie could recognise her scream among thousands of others. It wasn t a normal scream.

She was fighting. And enjoying the fight even if it looked like she wasn t gonna make it.

«So…….»-the monster in the black suit started-«I guess we underminded you after all mister Lumiere.»

«Lumie say so too. And for dat….Lumie asks a reward.»

«But you already have your humanity.»

«That was good enough….den. Now I m pretty pissed and wan more. Get de point?»

«But you just did what you were suposed to do.»

«Yea, mais dat trying to kill me ting didn t help to our buisiness afair. I m looking for extra now.»

«Offcourse mister Lumiere. Whatever you want.

You know…..you are a human as you were a demon. Completley the same.»

«Yea. Lumie know dat. And dats why I m asking to be a demon again. But more, more, more an more powerful.»

«Understandable I asure you.»

«To kill

Is to breathe

For you are the one

That s been left standing alive»

«What da hell are you saying?»-Cassie said eghausted at the end of her strenght. Nogthing can be done for her now as the glowing sphere in the room grows biger and all the way more and more giant, like a noise of a ferious cat, ready to strike at any time.

«I m saying fight it.»

«To weak, to scared, to bothered. I m in a little room right now. There are things in the dark that mean me harm.»-she points to her hands-«It s end game now. It s almost as I already left behind.»

«Cat of heart

Save the vibrant dark

For it is a friend

You live and breathe it

So make your sorow go away

Away far away

Make no notice

The riddle is the way to go

And there is no such thing like a good day to die.»

«Who are you? You must be a new one.»

«I am the guide.»

«The guide to what?»

«The guide to the heavens and hells

Just here to say that the thing cooming is bad

To the bone of the heart that it doesn t posess

It makes strong remarks

Of leaving you in the dark

Making the light go away

It never wants to say the truth.»

«Where am I?»

«In a little box.

You listen to me, not.»

«O please…..stop with the master jedi Yoda thing. It s not that original.»

«But it is the truth. You listen to me not.

Because you are scared of the things that you have so easily left behind.

I must remind you.

You left everything, pushed it aside

But you gained love and strenght.

Don t let it go now. Don t let yourself to die just like any other mortal.

You are spacial.

And you know that.»

«You are a lie. A lie that they tell me to keep me alive until the time comes.»

«The time for what?»

«I don t know.»

«Neither do I.»

The voice dissapears. It left her. As she was left many times. By different people. Different things. She was the one left standing.

«The voice is right. Why am i left standing alone, behind?»