Loop 424, Chapter 1
I held a picture frame in my hands. The frame of me and him.
It has been 3 months since he died. 3 months.
Nothing has been the same when he died.
Some lost ones were crying, and searchers put flowers on his tombstone.
Sammy didn't mind a bit cuz he wasn't his lord.
That cold prophet...
But me? I took it hard. Really hard.
This feeling...it's stopping me from smiling.
I try to remember the good times I've been with him when he was alive.
But it just wouldn't fade...the feeling.
The unhappiness.The sadness. The despair.
It's consuming me day by day.
The frame in my hands begins to shake rapidly, until I let it go.
The frame smashes on the ground, glass everywhere.
I just want this feeling to stop.
This feeling...Depression.
...
But the Depression began speaking.
It's telling me to do something.
Telling me to do something I wouldn't.
To kill. It felt insane.
I couldn't kill, wouldn't I?
But the new feeling began to grow around me.
The glitched voice inside my head...
"Kill them. Kill them all...They killed your friend...Kill them..."
As if I was traveling through time, I remembered
the things that came before. Or was it after?
It didn't matter.
All those times I had tried.
All those times I was almost succeeding.
All those times I had failed.
It all came back to me.
And I remembered who had killed me, and him.
The feeling overtook me. I felt angry. I felt mad.
The feeling Depression became something else.
It turned into a new feeling. Revenge. Yes, Revenge.
To be Continued...