Mutated Ectoplasm

27. A Curse

Well, sorry to leave you all on that cliffhanger, but it was needed. Don't worry, nobody died, but that doesn't mean Karkat won't have something to see when this is all over.

Hopefully you all enjoy and that you have a nice day!

Visions swam in and out, one after another, hitting him all at once. Some filled with pain, others suddenly going out, some remaining in the middle. In some cases, he-

-didn't know what hit him. He'd just turned around and saw a blur of scales and sharp teeth, a hit that was way too deep. He couldn't see his face, wasn't sure if he saw scars-

-so many scars. Each vision showed wounds that healed, all while showing the one that wouldn't have time to. The merciful ones didn't seem so until draw out ones were shoved into his face. In some of them, he couldn't even get-

-out, he needed to get out. That weird music was following him again, lilting in the air, mad laughter following it. That asshole was around here and if he didn't get out, he'd either be trapped or-

-dead. Dead, dead, dead. More than he even was currently. God, why were there so many ways to die? Some of them weren't even heroic, some were just tragic. Why did-

-that little bastard do this? Acting like he's a goddamn king. Little shit thinking he's Simba, wearing those artifacts. He hoped the town fights him better than he did. He really hoped that dad-

-was in some of them. Sometimes the cause, sometimes just there to watch. Always a flash of light right after, victory turning to horror. He really wished he wouldn't look. His face turning into that always made him feel like-

-he was unraveling at the seams, disappearing completely. What the hell was happening to him? This didn't feel like dying, this felt like he was being wiped away. He needed to get that thing off that guys hand or else he'd-

-leave everyone behind. He could see his friends all around him, all crying and weeping. He didn't want to see that either. He wanted to tell them to stop crying for him, there was more important things to deal with. He just wanted to-

-scream after scream followed, hitting him at full force. It hurt to hear, he needed to make it stop. Needed to shut the other one up before he hurt anyone else. His ears were bleeding, though, and he couldn't make it-

-stop. He needed to make this stop before he lets it take over. He wasn't become another one of that asshole's victims. Fright Knight couldn't get into the human world. Amity Park wouldn't fall without a fight, especially from-

-the portals. They just kept pouring out, from all corners, punctuated by the mad laughter of the ghost. A cane slammed down onto him, throwing him into the masses, choking him under their weight. He could feel his eyes close as he suffocates. It takes all of his might to try and-

-WAKE UP!

Karkat knew he must've been in human form because his heart is racing as he jerks into consciousness. He takes in deep breaths as the visions eventually start to drain away, only vague impressions staying as he tries to will down the heart attack he nearly has.

It takes every inch of willpower not to swing out at the hand trying to hold him down. His vision still wasn't focused, so he couldn't tell who it was. There was a glow, so it was obviously a ghost. They were trying to speak to him too.

"-fucking hell, calm down!" The voice finally came into focus along with his vision, seeing Vriska. "Jesus, you practically had a seizure. Give yourself a few minutes, you nutjob."