Chapter 4: Afraid of the truth
Hinata now understood what's happening to her… but… it's not enough… what is all of this? She wondered… what are the things that follow her around… why is it that they are so crazed and so intent on ripping her apart… she didn't really expect it to be answered.
"Because you want to do the same thing"… Hinata spun on the spot where she stood… and saw herself… except… tall, lean, muscular, longer hair… brighter eyes, a clean, shining face, older… she wore risqué, flesh-revealing clothes, which shined in the green sunlight… and a bust to make a man drop where he stands… "And more beautiful than you" she added.
"Who are you?" whimpered Hinata, looking at this new entity that was standing, confident, crazed, and rotten, just like everything else in this… nightmare. Then, the older version of Hinata got closer to the frightened girl… and then Hinata realized something… that the beautiful person that, believe it or not, she always wanted to be, wasn't really that beautiful…
"Don't you believe what you see… she is what you want… and what you want isn't right… look at her again… please"
Hinata recoiled, crouched down a bit and started throwing up on the floor... the sudden reek of rotten, dead skin had reached her sinuses, and added to that was the fact the person before her had suddenly changed…
Before her stood no longer a beautiful person… what she really wanted… but rather a walking, half-rotten sewage of skin: the eyes were of different colours, the hair was messy, and had a sow line near the forehead. Also, a huge sewn scar ran from this… thing's exposed belly… and the legs… oh, the legs…
The legs were sewn, nailed and stapled into two, grotesquely long, stick thin hunks of meat that connected with the unseen hips… the feet were wrapped around a pair of mouldy sandals which were backed by a badly added heel, which was a large, rectangular piece of bloodstained metal…
Believe me, this was enough debauchery to make anyone puke… and Hinata couldn't stop thinking about how much she recognized this… "Wait… what I am thinking… no… no…" gasped Hinata, trying to hold in the next pint of puke, "this… this… can't be me… this is not me…" "Yes, it is"
"This is who you are, you stupid little girl" said the disfigured monster before Hinata, her voice a retching mix of voices Hinata knew… she lifted her legs and got closer to Hinata… "All of that greed, all of that frustration… all of that hate" and then she tried stomping on Hinata, who crawled away hurriedly…
"All made up into what you want to be… someone worthy… someone great… someone… beautiful" "no… you're lying… this isn't what I want…" said Hinata, trying to stand… and then she let out a piercing shriek of agony as she felt something land on the back of where her knee was supposed to be and then come out the other end…
"Does it hurt?" said Mirror Hinata, twisting it and savouring Hinata's screams of pain, "Good to know…" said Mirror Hinata as she sank the thing deeper, twisting, turning… "… No…" thought Hinata, screaming in agony… "This isn't happening… I don't deserve this… I'm innocent… but of what… I don't understand… STOOOOOOP!"
"Oh my sweet sweet Hinata… you are such a little fool, you… you're such a convincing subliminal message in this world… everyone thought you were so innocent… but I'm not one of those people... I can see you straight even through a looking glass, a wall, it doesn't matter; I can see what you really are"
In between her screams and the pain that rushed throughout her body from her knee, Hinata didn't care about those whispers… she wanted to get away… but every time she tried to crawl away, her knee stopped her, since it was practically nailed to the ground…
"It's strange how ignorant the innocent can be… innocence should be a sin, I say; to say that you didn't do anything, that you didn't think of anything, that you saw nothing… it's all a goddamn lie, to anyone who says they are. Everyday, they say 'it doesn't concern me', or 'I will not get involved'…" Hinata scorned every letter… every word… besides her screaming, she cried… she cried like she always did… but this time, this empty feeling she felt wasn't going away… because this time they were telling a truth… wait, what am I saying? Hahahahaha!
"They're all goddamn cowards, I say. It's like they think nothing can touch them, that nothing can go after them…" Mirror Hinata whispered on… she was enjoying this… but who was she? Is this what Hinata really wants? No… she's not a grotesque, sadist monster… she can't possibly be this monster… but then Hinata found something: like a lost something she forgot in an empty corner of a room… and it made her shiver in terror as she gazed at this thought.
"I mean, they didn't do, see, say, or hear anything, did they? They should all be sheared and gutted for all they are worth… mindless sheep, stupid little animals to be eaten… they just exist… they're worthless, hating, stupid idiots, just like you" said a very familiar voice…
Hinata recognized that voice… and then she realized the nail that was in her knee was gone… but then she realized someone had grabbed her by the neck and pulled her unto her feet… and brandished a rusty kunai that he held against her throat… "You're not innocent, Hinata" said the voice, "in fact, you're the blackest thing on this earth… your thoughts are pure evil, and your actions even worse… your soul, your mind and your heart, believe it or not, are the most rotten things in this world…"
Hinata didn't believe it… she challenged that voice: "you… liar… I don't know what's going on… let me go…" and she pushed the person behind her away, and for a second, she though she could reach for the katana on the floor… but then, she felt that kunai go through her back, and that person used it like a lasso… he pulled her back to him…
"You are such a weak character, dear cousin… you are so afraid of others… Or better yet… I know why… something not even our creator could think up… you're afraid of yourself… you're afraid of the truth."