Part Four

Cheers!

The elevator creeked to a start and began brokenly to go. When I looked at the control panel, I realized that there were no buttons! Leaning against the back wall of the haunted elevator, I heard static coming from up above. I looked up to see an old radio drop from the ceiling. Picking it up and finding that it seemed broken, I kept it anyway incase it came in handy.

The elevator made another creek and then came to a sloppy stop. The doors opened to reveal the hellish world I dreamt of. I almost screamed, this couldn't have been happening to me! But there layed out before me was a iron cage and beyond that was a fan that had warm air hit me to coax me into that world. Unsure of being able to do anything else, I walked into the nightmare with a weary heart and aching head.

The from behind me, both elevator doors closed on me, sealing me in this...'Other World'. The elevator started going down and I grew frightened. I wish Loki was here, he seemed to be the only thing or perosn or whatever that knew that this was a hell, and not some sick...'Paradise'.

"Not even a kid could believe this." I mummered to myself, watching the horrors scroll past the elevator bars.

You wouldn't believe that there would be one. Loki's voice replied to me, his presence being only slightly felt.

"Loki?" I called out to him, hoping he'd come to me with comforting words.

There was no reply.

Then the door opened and I walked through to see an old decripted version of the corridors in the mall. The elevator vanished and I knew for sure now, I'd have to go into the...heart of this wicked place. Walking down the hallwa, I kept my handgun close to my side. When I made a turn around the bend, I saw a young boy sitting against a bloody door, silently sobbing as a few monsterous dogs came up to him. He muttered something about the dogs leaving him alone; Of course, they didn't.

I opened fire at the dogs, their attention turned away from the boy. The dogs came after me with vigor, angry that I had wounded one of their group. I fired at them, killing one and then reloading to finish off the other. The crying boy looked up at me, in his eyes laid fear and confusion and his face was a little bit dirty. I put the gun away and went up to him, kneeling by the young one to see if he was hurt.

"Why...," The boy hicced but then continued on, "Why am I here?"

"I don't know...I wish I could tell you." I cooed and he seemed to calm down alittle, "I'll make sure you and your parents find each other."

"My parents...I...I can't go back..." The boy wailed, I guess what I said was not the thing to say, "My daddy...! He'll...He'll..."

"What does he do to you?" I asked him, concerned as I put a hand on his shoulder.

"He...hits me and tells me that its all my fault that the world is so bad..." The boy cried, I couldn't help but embrace him.

"Thats not true! You're only a little boy, you couldn't have done anything wrong!" I told him but the boy kept crying, "What about your mother?"

"I...I..." The boy stuttered but then drew the strength to say, "She hurts my sister and I can't help her! Its all my fault that my mommy hurts her and wants to hurt me!"

"You poor thing...As soon as we get out of here, I'll take you to the police station and the nice policemen will make sure that you won't get hit again, I promise." I promised him and he seemed to calm down now but I couldn't tell for sure.

"The police can't help me...they won't believe me..." The boy muttered and then added, "My daddy told me that no one would believe the devil..."

"Who is your dad?" I asked him, trying to see if I could do something more if I had to.

"I don't know...and and he can't get in trouble..." The boy told me, his eyes looking into mine and I felt like those eyes were familiar.

"Why not?" I asked, looking back at those big black eyes of the boy's.

"He's dead..." and with that, the boy vanished into nothing and I fell backwards.

Was that a younger Loki? It couldn't have been. Loki was definitally in his twenties. Then I began to think about it...maybe he had special powers that his younger self could be around? Was I just comforting a ghost of Loki's past? I couldn't tell, my head ached and I got up, deciding to see if I could find that handsome stranger.

Next Time in Fading Twilight;

Loki's childhood and his presence in this 'Other World', what do they all mean and how are they connected to me and one another? Who were his parents and why would his younger self come to me and tell me about his abusive parents? It must be true with how Loki is reacting to this. Though he seems to be really upset with me bringing that subject up, he has decided to help me get through this nightmare. Now we need to find the creature that is holding me here as Loki says.