The Evil Within: ''Edge of Insanity'' Chapter Twelve
One moment after another, everything he had endured so far was inane. There was little logic behind everything that he had observed and had gone through, but he could certainly tell that he was bordering the edge of insanity. Many matters seemed to be of little importance now, and even the most gruesome events could make the detective laugh. Maybe one could blame him for succumbing so easily, but having your limits tested and exceeded, there was little he could do when his weaknesses were exploited and taken advantage of. He felt like a moth drawn to the fire, and simultaneously he felt like a fly caught in the web of a spider, unable to move, only hoping for his dear life to be spared from whatever horrible fate was destined upon him. Incapacitated, being unable to move a limb strained him direly, making him sweat to the point he could not phantom his own situation. The change of temperature was irregular, and it felt like he was bathing in snow whilst his body was on fire- the two forces colliding felt strangely satisfying, but he could not deny that his existence was slowly ebbing away.
The realization that he possibly could never return again to the physical world hit him hard. He would not abandon much, that was certain, but he would abandon the pride he had, the little that was left from this journey. Sebastian could compel himself to succumb to this abomination like he has done before, no more struggling, no more pain. But was that truly the way he wanted to go? His head was a whirlwind of emotions and his eyes were on constant guard, struggling to remain open with all the energy that had been drained. The last thought that ran through his mind was one of giving in, but simultaneously, another memory collided with it. The day he signed up for this job, the reasons why, and why he had come this far to only give up now. Would he relent so easily, knowing that all he had ever done was in vain?He couldn't possibily think that giving up was going to do anyone any good. This monster would ravage its way through him, then through all that stands in his way, and then continue his reign in the physical world untill all he deems unworthy lay dead beneath his feet. The havoc that was to be unleashed then, nobody could cope with it. Nobody would be safe. Sebastian's eyes closed for a brief moment as he teared his gaze away from the man before him, taking a sharp inhale through his nose to compose himself, steadying his breathing.
The room was devoid of reality, it shifted perpetually, adjusting shape and only the enormous heart in the middle of the room kept beating. The constant tremor that it caused ran through the floor, surged into Sebastian's feet and drilled into his head. He reluctantly memorized the times the tremor ran through his body, it almost soothed him, which was not something he had expected. However, the comfort he found in the heart's beating reminded him of the day his daughter was born, which also brought sorrow and loss. His entire body pressed back against the wall, tensing up as his entire chest expanded with a deep inhale, allowing his emotions to flood freely. Being exposed before to Ruvik left him with no care, he could not bother any longer to keep himself together, but few things kept him going. He was not entirely broken. The man before him was persistent, trailing his hand over the flesh that craved for attention. It reacted to the touch, the wound gaped and insects came crawling out of them as excessive blood poured along, the amount that came was without doubt more than five litres. Exactly what a human body contains. Sebastian's throat cleared as he refused to make eye contact, the insects bit at his skin and the blood followed a trail towards the center of the room: to the heart. The silence was unnerving, except for the heartbeat that continued, the detective grit his teeth as he managed to force copper eyes open.
Ruvik was smiling, which knowingly wasn't a genuine sign, and thus something that had no good intentions. Bracing himself, Sebastian prepared for a horrible fate that he now could not prevent from happening. Instead, he was going to twist Ruvik's logic against him. ''I may be the only one in this hellhole that's willing to help you. You can do anything you want to me, but if I kill myself, even you can't stop me then. You need me to help you. I know that now''. Sebastian's words were awfully content, without stutter or struggle. Ruvik's expression remained content aswell, but on his mind struck realization. His pearly white eyes digged into the copper ones of Sebastian, head tilting and his smile reappearing, moving the hand on the other's chest towards the other's chin, cupping it. ''That is true. But I know you will not do such. Otherwise I would have not picked you, Seb. Your colleagues may die if you threaten me again'''. Sebastian growled in return, his brows furrowing as he jolted forth towards Ruvik, which was evidently allowed. Ruvik stepped back, smoothly so, and the jolt of Sebastian caused him to fall straight onto the floor, on his chest. ''You made a fool out of yourself enough, dear Seb. You don't have to amuse me''. Sebastian grunted out from the impact, swimming in his own pool of blood as his palms tried to find a steady spot to push himself up from, but he couldn't get any grip. He looked up towards Ruvik who still was smiling, moving around the detective in a circular motion. ''Do you know how it feels to be abandoned? Everyone I know has betrayed me. My own parents. The only one I cared for was my sister- and she too was taken from me. And this all is my punishment, Seb. But I will live again, I deserve such, and everyone, all that will go against me will burn''.
Sebastian's eyes glazed onto the beating heart in the center that almost froze as Ruvik spoke, almost on command. His gaze slowly moved to Ruvik again who was blocking his visual towards the heart, standing before it as he bend through his knees and moved a hand to run through Sebastian's ebony locks, petting his dearest dog. Ofcourse, nobody would be pleased with such a thing, the detective for one was aggrivated by the motion, but he gave in, his eyes closed and his breathing became more regular. ''So as you can see, Seb, you can obey me. I will treat you as my dearest pet''. The strange, lurid sensation overcame him and he stopped himself from trying to get up. He instead lied down on the floor and the blood slowly vanished as he succumbed. Once the burned digits of the slender hand retracted, he gave himself consent to push himself up to a sitting position, one knee bend and his eyes narrowed, glazing over Ruvik and the heart. ''Tell me why..- why do you think everyone deserves to die?''. Sebastian spoke with sincerity. His sympathy for the man returned and he could not help to feel tranced by the man's former words. He knew the feeling exactly, perhaps not having endured it in the same way, but he knew what loss meaned, and he knew that drinking himself to near death and avoiding his duty wasn't what he was supposed to do. He was neglicting himself and the people he vowed to protect. He broke his pledge, and perhaps this is why Ruvik chose him, so he could be punished for what he did. ''Ruvik..tell me''. Sebastian's throat cleared, adding a last word, quickly, possibly trying to stay on the good side of the abomination. ''Please''.
Ruvik looked thoughtful for once. As if he was actually considering these words that he heard. The long white coat hugged his form perfectly, exposing his slender form that lacked any physical training, but thin and malformed as it was, it always had something appealing to it, and Sebastian could no longer deny it. ''Because my revenge will not end. Jimenez betrayed me, who I thought was a true friend of mine, but not even those I trusted were showing remorse. I have lost faith in humanity. I will end it, if not reign it…''.