Day 202 – Black – Where It Ends

He grips the knife tightly, feeling the blade slice through his flesh, and, as his blood drips onto the ground, the very earth itself begins to tremble, and he smiles.

“Grant me all that I ask! Grant me power immense, untouched by those of man since the dawn of time! Grant me immortality!” He yells, the trembling stops, and a thick, black fog, rises from where his blood dropped, taking the shape and form of a figure.

“You ask for that which was taken from man, you ask for immortality, you ask for power,” a distant voice says. “What will you give for it?”

“Haven’t I already shown you that,” he says, waving his arms towards the fifteen bodies that lie scattered around the room, in pools of their own blood.

“A pittance for what you ask,” it says.

“This is but the start, grant me what I ask, and I will fill your halls with thousands more, millions.”

It laughs, “Grand desires, but, at your heart, you are human, with faults, this power you seek is much more than what you realise, it is not for you.”

“Demon, I did what was asked, I made the sacrifices, I cut their throats, my loved ones, have I not shown I am more than ready!”

It laughs again, “Indeed you did, and I know, deep, in your heart, you loved those you killed tonight. But, I want those, those closer to the surface, your true, your rawest loves, not the fodder you love but can live without.”

“T-T-That’s not the deal, th…”

“It is the deal because that’s what I say the deal is! You, simpleton, do not make the deal. Words on paper no older than a century or more, do not make the deal. I, who is older than time itself, make the deal. Kill your true loves, kill them to please me. And, if you can do that, I will see you’re words, turn into reality, for I will make you, immortal!”

He stares at the mist, tightly gripping the blade, feeding off it’s pain, and, through clenched teeth, hisses venomously, “You swear, if I take their lives, you will give me what I ask for?”

“That and more.”

“How can I believe you? How will….”

“YOU DARE QUESTION MY WORD? YOU DARE ASK FOR PROOF!” It bellows. “I am he who crawled from the deepest pits to answer your call, I am he who spat in the face of the almighty and lived to call him brother! MY WORD IS MY DEAL, IF YOU DON’T TRUST MY WORD, THEN I WILL SUCK THE VERY MARROW FROM YOUR BONES, THE VERY SOUL FROM IT’S HIDING PLACE, AND FOREVER, ETERNAL, YOU WILL SUFFER, FOR THAT IS THE DEAL!” He feels the pull, the pain, agony, and screams, as the darkness envelopes him.

 

END

Day 202 – Vice – Whispered Words

Am I just another of your stupid whores,

following you around with my tongue hanging to the floor,

waiting for a moment,

waiting for a look,

for you to notice me sitting here,

to notice me at all,

I’ll strip down to my flesh,

I’ll pump blood to make it hard,

I’ll do what you want,

look at me I’m dancing,

look at me I’ll sing,

I’ll do almost anything,

just so you will notice me,

just so you will say,

you wrote something beautiful today,

you wrote something with heart,

you wrote something that touched me,

but as for tomorrow,

well, you better make a start.

Day 202 – Seldom – Whispered Words

Time,

it passes,

like a blur,

like a random thought,

like a wet dream,

is it what it’s all meant to be,

are we worth more,

are we bound for something greater,

are we our own mistakes,

what makes it worth it all,

do you?

do you make it worth it?

or am I just lost in the cycle,

unable to escape,

uncaring of the end result?

who knows,

I don’t,

because if I did,

would I be asking this?

Day 201 – Recover – Where It Ends


“It’s not going to work, there’s too much damage, she won’t make it!” He yells across the spluttering, screaming engine.

“We’ve got no choice, you have to push it, if we don’t get over that wall, we’re done for!”

He smiles nervously before clenching his teeth, griping the steering wheel with one hand tightly, then throws it it top gear as he plants a foot down on the accelerator, the car lurches forward, then the engine coughs violently and dies. “Fuck, I told you it wouldn’t last, I told you it wouldn’t make it!” He says, fumbling with his seat belt, ripping it from its latch and jumping from the car. “We’ve got to move, NOW!”

She sits there, frozen in her seat, staring at him, “I-I-I, I can’t, it’s too dangerous,” she says.

“It’s more dangerous staying with the fucking car,  those things are getting closer, so we’ve got to move!” He yells rushing to her side of the car and grabbing her by the arm, trying to pull her out, but she twists and turns her way free of his grip.

“I said NO!” She yells. “Just go, I-I, I’m not ready, I, I just want to stay here, you go.”

He stands there for a few moments, staring at her, confused, worried, a range of emotions, that finally give way to release, as he throws his hands in the air and runs off, through the deserted, decimated, city streets. Once he is gone from sight she slowly gets out of the car, brushes the dirt from her dress, fixed her hair and smiles, as a dozen or more strange looking things charge towards her on all fours, coming to a stop a few feet away. They grunt and growl between each other, as if having a conversation, then turn back to her.

“Are you all done?” She says, as one moves forward, slowly, towards her, then presses itself to the ground, showing its submittance. “That’s a good doggy,” she says, kneeling down, and rubbing its back. “Nothing to say?” She says softly, as the beasts ready themselves for attack, “Hush my children.”

“W-W-Why the fuck?” his says from behind her.

“What? You didn’t realise by now, how I just kept on surviving, while everyone else perished? Come on, you’re not seriously that dumb are you?” She feels the cold steel press against the back of her head. “How long have you know?”

“Two days.”

“They’ll kill you before you…” but her words are ripped from her mouth mid-sentence as the bullet plows through her skull.

“I know,” he says, as the beast charge at him.

 

END

Day 201 – Shame – Whispered Words

I am,

I was,

I could be again,

I just need to escape,

to free myself,

from this,

madness,

this,

insanity,

that is eating at me,

inside,

turning me,

twisting me,

into something,

you don’t understand,

you don’t,

want to,

you can’t see,

but strangely,

that’s the way I want it,

so when I drive it in,

you won’t know until it’s to olate,

that I was always here,

watching,

waiting,

for something different,

something new,

to take you,

to make me,

see what I see..

Day 201 – Recover – Where I Start

“It’s not going to work, there’s too much damage, she won’t make it!” He yells across the spluttering, screaming engine.

“We’ve got no choice, you have to push it, if we don’t get over that wall, we’re done for!”

He smiles nervously before clenching his teeth, griping the steering wheel with one hand tightly, then throws it it top gear as he plants a foot down on the accelerator, the car lurches forward, then the engine coughs violently and dies

 

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