The Puppeteer Part 3

The Puppeteer - Surrender

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He remember how both of them were filled with blood..

How William showered them with a pail of disgusting blood from the rotten corpses .. the texture of sticky blood mixed with joints and dead pieces of meats. it wasn't just red ..it was mixed with yellow, blue and black for no one knows why. Disgusting as the smell..

How his master's laughter filled the atmosphere, sunking the whimpers and sobbings from the poor girl who could not take the cruel part of this world..

Everything happened so fast

And soon.. it was over.. no more voices are heard in those dark basement lighted by only a single of small light bulb. The only source of life for the boy who knew nothing but the dark side of living

He found himself crawling on the cold floor with his poor balance. He could feel his heart beats as he watch the horror sight upon him in his blurry vision..The sound of something dripping.. The body, in the dark at the edge of the death space.. the light only reach the body to her waist, leaving anything above pitch black..

who is that body belongs to..

That body.. was no longer an anonymous..This time.. it was the only person he wish to save in his small narrow world. The light flickered as he slowly raising his dirty hand, puzzled, as he reach nothing but the thin air upon her cheek. The blood has covered so much of her clothes, making it hard to recognize, showering him with more questions than answer he might have knew from the start. Zylen in his state of denial. Defying the truth, denying the reality.. Denying her and himself.

..It can't.........It can't be...

The corpses lean quietly, motionless to the dirty basement wall with more blood between her wide parted mouth. Her wet long hair stick to the frame of her jaw and neck, messy and dirty. Zylen crouch lower and cry, he cannot control his emotion anymore.. He cannot contained the sadness much longer. The insanity his master has forced into him his whole life has seems to be slowly swallowing him every single day.. it will be a matter of time until he will be swallowed fully ..to the point of no return "I ..c- ..an't .."

..My chest hurts.......

.....my head hurts..

He grasped his own chest. His master was there..standing, monitoring him from afar, making sure his slave will do what he wanted him to do. But there he was, sobbing and crouching with so much wounds on him, loosing so much blood. The man glare down to his weak slave with glints of hate in his twisted, filled with greed and distortion eyes. "What are you doing?" He asked, drowning his slave in more fear and pain. Zylen was at his limit. But he didn't wish to pass out yet. He was scared.. He was scared to lost something precious to him.. He was afraid to open his eye and found another lost.. Another grieve

..Please stop...please..

"You did well.. " he spoke with a mix of sarcasm in his voice. "Now look" he demanded and push the lights towards the corpse. Zylen raise his head to the corpse, as tears left his vision.. He saw a pair of wide, horrible eyes looking straight at him. He was thrown to his back with a sharp gasps. It is Emily.. her mouth was wide open, her face look nothing but like a ghost. The bruised eyes with her tears along her face. Blood from her nose and wide open mouth. A knife planted on her chest. She looks horrible as her life was forced to be taken away from her. Her eyes was filled with wrath, shock and suffering.

..Emily.. Emily

..what have I..

"No.. N-no.. Pl-.. Ease no.. " He can't take it anymore. Unable to contained his sadness and shock. Zylen broke a suffering wailing..