(Disclaimer: I do not own these charactors or places.)
A Loneliness I Have Yet To Endure
by Katharine Wills
Darkness…
He shuddered despite himself, feeling the nighttime cold seep in through the coffin.
I'm so cold… so…
His eyes saw nothing, nothing but blackness beyond dark.
…numb… so…
He could keep staring into the black forever, staring wide eyed as he mumbled to himself.
I am numb… cold…
The words kept echoing in his mind, replaying them like a broken record player.
Darkness…
His eyes blinked once, as if blinking away the tears that would not come.
…cold…
He could hear the piano playing, faint notes carried on the air. Yet he wasn't sure if this was just his mind remembering those sounds, hallucinating again… or if it was real? His empty eyes closed slowly, but the blackness was still the same as when his eyes had been open.
Howling in the night… the monster wants to wake…
No!
The piano was being played by someone… an intruder in his home.
They'll never find me… never wake me…
He remained still and silent, calm despite the cold and claustrophobic death bed. The piano music abruptly ended, followed by footsteps echoing down to him, the occasional creak in the floorboards. They grew louder as they descended down into the basement…
He stopped breathing, holding his breath in odd anxiety.
You've trespassed too far, my friend… whoever you may be…
Vincent rose to step gracefully from his bleak coffin.
What do you think? I'll leave you hanging for awhile.