"Help me..Please help me.."
..Someone is crying..
Zylen woke up in darkness.. he heard someone was weeping, sobbing.
..where am I..
Zylen slowly get up by pressing his hands on the floor. Then he realized his fingers is all there and he was wearing a pyjamas he used to wear as a child.. he look down to his hands.. wondering
..why am I wearing this..?
..someone is crying..
..who is that..?
Zylen slowly look around and walk in those darkness until he saw a house.
..it was the same..
..same as before..
But he did not run this time.
Previously has was always scared of this world. Scared of the darkness.. scared of being lonely.. scared of the end of him..and the situation in the real world make him so desparate to help someone, to be with someone who would help him.. to stop all the pain
But this time.. he was filled with sadness that he understand he won't be able to do anything about it. And being able to finally die.. felt so welcoming. No rush..he doesn't want to go back to the suffering.. he should take his time to get to know about this world and the person who was crying does not seems to be in grave danger as before
As he walked, he saw the same vision, piles of corpses lining up surrounding the house. He keeps on walking. Somehow, he didn't pay much attention to the corpses as he was before. Until he reach the door.. and just as before he saw four corpses standing by the doorway, facing him. His step got smaller and slower, eventually his bare feet stop infront of the four corpses. Looking up to them.
"..who are you..?" Zylen asked softly, almost whispering. He did not scared of them anymore. He did not see them as one of those black creature laughing at him. Though they still have a hard figure and looks similar he knew they were not one of them who keep laughing and cursing him. All he felt was pity. And he wants to help
But of course, they did not speak. Or could it be..they cant even speak?
"..you..can you..talk?" He asked again softly.
But it was the same.
Zylen look down to one of them, the small one..a child.. he kneeled and slowly reach out his hand and touch it. As he touch it he heard giggles of a small girl. The black figure remain motionless. But he was sure it came from the small figure.
..as he came closer to the deaths..the deaths came closer to him..
Perhaps this is what happened to him all these time.
But he was so busy mending his broken heart.. his broken pieces of life he was forced into..
He saw a flash of the picture he saw in William's room years back. The girl in the picture looks so happy.. she was smiling so brightly. Did she..have anything to do with William? Who is she? Zylen touch her with tears in his eyes..
..she was a happy child..
..how did she end up this way..?
"How did you..." he bow and take a deep breath. He doesn't want to cry..he wants to think.. but he can't help his tears falling down.. "H-how did you..end up this way?..What happened?"
The small girl raise her stoned black arm, pointing to a direction, Zylen trails the direction and it shows the small area covered with grass right beside the house.
..there..?
But there's nothing there
"I don't un-" as he turn his face, and he stopped. They disappeared..the corpses are not there anymore. Zylen was left there, frozen. Then he heard the sobs again.
He stand up slowly. Watching the rundown. What exactly is this house? Why did he see all of this.. what is the meaning of all of these..
He push the door, this time it was easy, not like before where he have to slam it until it broke open. But.. who close the door back? There was no one else here..
He turn his head back. There was nothing but blackness and path of lining corpses. He turn back to his front. Did this door, just got bigger? Or this house? He look at his hands again, towards the furniture in this house. It was glowing red as before, and destroyed. He walk inside but before he proceed downstairs he heard something dropped to the floor, he turns his head. There was a bottle spinning on the floor and stop in the middle of the space.
..what..?
"I-is someone there..?"
No answer.. he proceed to the space slowly it seems to be a kitchen? He walk closer then he realized the sink was filled with dark liquid and the small was so familiar..
..blood..?
He stepped backwards slowly in shock. When he turn away he saw a fridge.. it was left open, the cold gas could be seen between the glowing red lights inside the fridge. As the smoke fade away he saw something that make him shock and fell down because he stepped on something. What's inside the fridge was arms, heads, human organs and blood trailing down towards somewhere. He quickly look at what he stepped on, and it was the bottle before. It was a bottle of beer..
..beer..?
As he take the beer, he saw something right upon him under the table. The blood from the fridge was trailing to the table. And there something pitch black is crouching low with pieces of organs and blood dripping down to the floor. The eyes were glowing red, looking at him
..what .. is that?..
And suddenly that creature try to reach out to him. Zylen got panicked he quickly get up and ran away, looking back to the creature. It was chasing him, crawling in a weird way as if its crippled or the limbs doesn't work properly, but it manage to catch his leg
"Let me go!!" Zylen slammed the bottle towards the creature. It flinch and moans in pain as Zylen made his way to run downstairs. The creature was still trying to reach him.. screaming
As Zylen reach downstairs, the blood was not there anymore but the floor was broken. Holes are everywhere. He almost tripped in his escape.
And finally he reach the familiar door.
Zylen slammed the door until he got inside and close the door, gasping so hard
"Help me please.."
Zylen gasps as he turn to his back quickly..
What he saw broke his heart..
..He saw a small boy crying
..locked in a small dog cage
Before he could do anything, he heard a footstep..
"Help me.. mommy... please help me"
Zylen's face turns so pale.. he recognise this situation so much.. he knew what will happen..
..And he won't let it happen

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The Puppeteer Part 3
Short StoryHighest rank 1- sextoy Highest rank 14 - victim Highest rank 12 - slavexmaster Highest rank 4 - shota Highest rank 34 - torture Growing up filled of torture and rape, Zylen, 16 has been sent back 'home' after he was trained and punish mercilessly...