Love From Hell

((Chapter three is kinda short... gomen nasai))

The fear and confusion I felt was indescribable, I cannot even begin to share what it feels like to not have any idea where you are or what is going on it is utterly frightening. Sitting on my knees I looked around, this place was like the inside of a pyramid, the varying chambers which held the belongings and bodies of royalty with a mixture of the eccentricity of Alice in Wonderland, that’s the only way I can accurately describe it. I crawled to the edge and looked down, a dark abyss below me; I’d fall forever if I fell off the edge. Recoiling I stood to my feet and looked around, if this place was like the other pyramids that I had heard of then there would be traps and caution would need to be exercised.

“Hello?...” My voice echoed, startling me.

Normally, I’m all for strange and unusual only as long as I knew a little something about what it was and what was going on but when you know absolutely nothing and are tossed so suddenly into the unknown it is extremely unnerving. How long was I going to be here and how was I supposed to get out were the questions on my mind. Perhaps there was someone or something here that could assist me and with that thought in mind my journey through this maze of chambers and corridors, doors and stairs.

It truly was like something out of Alice in Wonderland, some of the doors were upside down and of all sizes, the stairs were the same as well, I felt as though I might end up going in circles or driving myself positively mad. In a way I knew how Alice felt when she fell down the rabbit hole. The frustration and curiosity mixed with fear was overwhelming.

“Which way am I supposed to go?” This question was answered, to my surprise, by a dim light of flickering flames illuminating a pathway near me. I assumed I was to take this route to go wherever I needed to be to find out just why I was here. I noticed as I made my way down the corridor that the flames flaring from the torches mounted to the walls were not exuding heat as a normal flame would. How odd… I thought to have fire that gave no heat. Alice in Wonderland, I reminded myself, things here may not be as they seem or were difficult to grasp.

At the end of the corridor the flames burnt out behind me and I was left in cold darkness, I shuddered and wrapped my arms about my waist. There was something wrong here, but despite the cold and dark that began playing tricks on my mind I continued onward, the further I went the darker and colder it became there was no light left at all. I can’t tell you that I wasn’t scared, that would be a bold face lie. I could feel a cool wind but I saw no windows. I was afraid that if I touched the walls that I would activate some sort of trap and be stuck in this place forever.

Suddenly, right before my eyes flames illuminated the path I walked on. It felt as though I had been walking in the dark for hours before the light sent pain through my eyes and into my head. Shielding my eyes from the sudden light I looked around. I stood between two great doors one bore a hieroglyph meaning ‘light’ and the other meaning ‘dark’ they were plain doors with nothing but those symbols serving as some sort of character to them.

Cautiously I walked to the door labeled ‘light’ and opened it slowly. I was surprised to have seen what I saw it was as if I had stepped into a child’s room with giant dice and jacks, pillows and stuffed animals, fairytale books; it was the most colorful place I had ever seen despite being the age that I am I still felt that I could have indescribable merriment. The walls were painted like something out of Hello Kitty or Pucca, to some it was so cheery and happy they’d puke but I enjoyed having my inner child loose and running wild, this was perfect to me.

Before I could step inside and look around I felt a breeze blow behind me like when another runs behind you and a door slamming loudly behind me. I believe I jumped ten feet out of my skin. There was no way in bloody hell that I wanted to even think about turning around, the first thought that came across my mind was run into the room and shut the door and not come out but I couldn’t do such a thing, it would not get me any closer to understanding where I was or why I was here than I was getting by just standing here scared out of my mind.

So, gathering the small amount of courage that was left in my body I slowly turned around and stared at the door behind him. It looked as it had when I first looked at it but someone or something had entered and I had to find out who or what it was. My hand was shaking terribly as I reached out to grasp the cold metal of the door handle it felt like, as I pulled the door open, the strength was being drawn out of my body rendering it weak and practically useless.

The room was in complete darkness once I had managed to open up the large door. I hesitated in going inside but I knew this was the only way that I was going to understand why I was here. The light from outside illuminated the ground for a moment for just as I walked in and vocalized my presence with a “Hello?...” the door behind me slammed shut. I jumped and swallowed hard, whimpering.

Something was terribly wrong.

I wasn’t so sure I liked how this was starting out. My heart pounded loudly in my ears and threatened to leap right out of my chest if frightened further; somehow I knew this was only the beginning.

“Is anyone here?” I managed to choke out, fearing the answer that I may receive. My body jolted, dark, maniacal laughter filled the room and stuck firmly into my head, it was laughter that I would never forget. My arms instantly wrapped about my waist gripping my shirt tightly as I struggled to speak.

“I-If…someone i-is in here… th-then show yours-self!” I stuttered, probably sounding like a complete retard but at this point I wasn’t worried about that.

“Stupid boy…” I heard in response, “Such a whimpering, sniveling little child in my midst.”

The fear that I felt… oh I cannot even begin to tell you what it was like, I was so afraid that every fiber of my being ached. Whoever was here was close by me, the voice sounded male and his breath hit my skin like frozen needles piercing my skin. I shuddered and bit my lip.

“Show yourself.” I demanded. Another laugh was his response.

“You truly wish to see me, boy?”

I sneered, surprisingly enough, he kept calling me boy and child that it started to anger me. “Don’t call me boy, show yourself!” I yelled voice echoing throughout the dark room I was in.

There was silence and for a moment I thought that he had left me alone in this dark place but I heard his voice and suddenly candles of all sizes light up everywhere all over the room, illuminating it in a dim flickering light. Looking around it was almost like something out of an Egyptian palace. This was a bed chamber with beautiful alabaster walls and sheer curtains draping over the top of the bed creating a canopy of beauty. Someone so maniacal couldn’t live in this place, could they?

“You wanted to see me and yet you observe my soul chamber instead? How rude.”

Turning my head in the direction of the voice my eyes grew wide, finding myself staring into deep dark chocolate brown eyes, deeper and more frightening than my own. Silver hair fell into the pale face of the one before who, by all accounts, was my mirror image in a rather diabolical phase.

He smirked. “Enjoying the view?”

I scoffed and looked away from him. “What am I doing here?”

The other approached me slowly and brought my head back to face him with his finger under my chin as a guide. “I find it interesting how you seemed to gain so much courage now that there are lights, are you afraid of the dark?”

“I am not scared of the dark.” I told him, pulling from his grasp and stepping back. The truth was that I am frightened of the dark. The dark has scared me ever since I was a child and the fear only seemed to get worse as time went on.

He simply laughed and shook his head, he knew that I was lying I could tell by the way he grinned and folded his arms over his chest, looking me over. “You’re kind of a scrawny little boy… I don’t know how I’m supposed to use your body to take down the Pharaoh…”

“What are you talking about?”

He looked at me and stared. “Don’t tell me you haven’t heard the stories?”

“What stories?”

“Well no matter.” He said without responding to me and stepped closer to me while I stepped back from him.

With each step I took back he took two forward until I found my back against the wall and the other’s body so close to mine that I could smell his scent, the scent of an old vanilla and cinnamon candle. I stared up at him wide eyed; his smirk was devilish, revealing his fang-like pearly white canine. In his eyes I was lost in a sea of darkness, frightening, sheer terror shot right into my heart.

“I’ll find some use for your body…” He purred darkly, eyes sparkling with a devious shine.

I knew that once his lips crashed with mine and my clothes were ripped away that tonight, there would be no mercy.

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