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Nny gawked at the small child who just glared back in disgust. All he could do was stare, finally he was able to speak, mutter really.
"What the hell. . . . . . ?" he tried to start, but his words failed him.
"Hello Nny," the little Nny said in a civil tone. Nny walked a step closer to the smaller version of himself before he fell to his knees.
"What are you doing here?" he asked in a half amazed and half awed voice. The little Nny just stared at him with his huge dark eyes. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!!" Nny demanded desperately, suddenly panicked.
The little boy looked back at Nny for another moment before he inched closer. He gave Nny a cold, even stare, then he slapped him!
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FO-" Nny called out only to be cut off.
"Shut the fuck up," even without yelling the smaller Nny could get the bigger one silent without any problem. "Look at you, you disgust me. What are you? Nothing. All you can do is kill others; you have no point to you life. You live to kill. You've killed so much you can't stand it anymore. Killing is nothing to you now; it's become a habit now, hasn't it? A mechanical reaction to human contact. But I know the truth."
Nny almost tried to say something, but he was at a loss for words. All he could do was listen.
"Don't try to deny it!" the little Nny spat contemptuously, "I know what you think, in the small hours of the night. When you desperately try to stay awake, fearing to sleep. You're afraid of yourself. Afraid of you dreams. You're tired Nny, but you 're afraid to sleep and face the dangers. You can't fight the demon inside your own head. That's why you kill. And that's why you can never get close to anyone without trying to kill them. You're just a scared little child inside yourself Nny. You know it, I know it."
Nny hurled himself at this small boy, unable to hear it any longer.
Knife in hand he swung at the boy, but to no avail. His knife touched only air. Nny sat on his Knees and trembled a little.
Before he could say anything another image appeared before him. "Devi . . . ?"
A woman stood in front of Nny. She was tall, nowhere near as tall as Nny but certainly taller than Alice. She was also slim. Her purple hair was pulled up in two high pigtails. "Hello Johnny," she said, her green eyes intensely focused on his. He opened his mouth to speak but she only shushed him.
"I know how shocked you are right now. You just saw yourself, but you need to know, it wasn't just you. The sickness has you Nny. That's really why you refuse to sleep. It's not easy to fight, but your wrong, you can do it. You can win. You must defeat the sickness; fight the demons within your own mind. If you can't, you'll be stuck in here forever. But don't worry, I believe in you Nny. But . . . . " Devi paused for a while and glanced away . . . at Alice?
"You have to learn to trust others. You can depend on others beside yourself. Let yourself trust people Nny. You don't have to kill the ones you love anymore. Not even the assholes you think you need to. Set yourself free, kill the sickness!" With that Devi disappeared.
Nny stared at the empty space for a little while, then he turned to Alice. He saw he staring, her green eyes wide, to a space behind him. He turned to see a woman donned in red and black, a queen. On her dress was a heart in pattern; she stared at Alice with familiar green eyes.
"You killed them. It was all your fault. You have no reason to live. You don't deserve anything as good as life. You can never truly defeat me while I live inside you. Give up now."
Suddenly this image changed, and was replaced with a small girl in a blue dress holding a small beat up stuffed rabbit. "It has you Alice. You got out once, but Wonderland has you again. You need to move on Alice, forgive yourself. If you don't truly forgive yourself you'll just keep on coming back here again and again until you loose all will to live." She held out the small stuffed rabbit. "But you don't have to. You can do it Alice, live again!" With that the small child disappeared.
Where the small child once stood, there was now the stuffed rabbit. Nny stared at the rabbit for a second, without thinking he slowly walked toward it. He bended down to touch it but paused before he reached it. He turned back to Alice.
Her big eyes were swollen. A tear was falling down her cheek.
Alice was crying.
Nny gawked at the small child who just glared back in disgust. All he could do was stare, finally he was able to speak, mutter really.
"What the hell. . . . . . ?" he tried to start, but his words failed him.
"Hello Nny," the little Nny said in a civil tone. Nny walked a step closer to the smaller version of himself before he fell to his knees.
"What are you doing here?" he asked in a half amazed and half awed voice. The little Nny just stared at him with his huge dark eyes. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!!" Nny demanded desperately, suddenly panicked.
The little boy looked back at Nny for another moment before he inched closer. He gave Nny a cold, even stare, then he slapped him!
"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FO-" Nny called out only to be cut off.
"Shut the fuck up," even without yelling the smaller Nny could get the bigger one silent without any problem. "Look at you, you disgust me. What are you? Nothing. All you can do is kill others; you have no point to you life. You live to kill. You've killed so much you can't stand it anymore. Killing is nothing to you now; it's become a habit now, hasn't it? A mechanical reaction to human contact. But I know the truth."
Nny almost tried to say something, but he was at a loss for words. All he could do was listen.
"Don't try to deny it!" the little Nny spat contemptuously, "I know what you think, in the small hours of the night. When you desperately try to stay awake, fearing to sleep. You're afraid of yourself. Afraid of you dreams. You're tired Nny, but you 're afraid to sleep and face the dangers. You can't fight the demon inside your own head. That's why you kill. And that's why you can never get close to anyone without trying to kill them. You're just a scared little child inside yourself Nny. You know it, I know it."
Nny hurled himself at this small boy, unable to hear it any longer.
Knife in hand he swung at the boy, but to no avail. His knife touched only air. Nny sat on his Knees and trembled a little.
Before he could say anything another image appeared before him. "Devi . . . ?"
A woman stood in front of Nny. She was tall, nowhere near as tall as Nny but certainly taller than Alice. She was also slim. Her purple hair was pulled up in two high pigtails. "Hello Johnny," she said, her green eyes intensely focused on his. He opened his mouth to speak but she only shushed him.
"I know how shocked you are right now. You just saw yourself, but you need to know, it wasn't just you. The sickness has you Nny. That's really why you refuse to sleep. It's not easy to fight, but your wrong, you can do it. You can win. You must defeat the sickness; fight the demons within your own mind. If you can't, you'll be stuck in here forever. But don't worry, I believe in you Nny. But . . . . " Devi paused for a while and glanced away . . . at Alice?
"You have to learn to trust others. You can depend on others beside yourself. Let yourself trust people Nny. You don't have to kill the ones you love anymore. Not even the assholes you think you need to. Set yourself free, kill the sickness!" With that Devi disappeared.
Nny stared at the empty space for a little while, then he turned to Alice. He saw he staring, her green eyes wide, to a space behind him. He turned to see a woman donned in red and black, a queen. On her dress was a heart in pattern; she stared at Alice with familiar green eyes.
"You killed them. It was all your fault. You have no reason to live. You don't deserve anything as good as life. You can never truly defeat me while I live inside you. Give up now."
Suddenly this image changed, and was replaced with a small girl in a blue dress holding a small beat up stuffed rabbit. "It has you Alice. You got out once, but Wonderland has you again. You need to move on Alice, forgive yourself. If you don't truly forgive yourself you'll just keep on coming back here again and again until you loose all will to live." She held out the small stuffed rabbit. "But you don't have to. You can do it Alice, live again!" With that the small child disappeared.
Where the small child once stood, there was now the stuffed rabbit. Nny stared at the rabbit for a second, without thinking he slowly walked toward it. He bended down to touch it but paused before he reached it. He turned back to Alice.
Her big eyes were swollen. A tear was falling down her cheek.
Alice was crying.