River found herself again in a familiar place. She was at a white open space that spanned out for miles. She was wearing the same pink uniform she wore back at the asylum. She looked down and saw the floor reflecting on her, as if she was standing on the world's biggest mirror. The place she was in isn't new to her. She knew exactly where she was.
River closed her eyes, concentrated hard enough and a red button appeared right in front of her. It was a big one. Written below it was "For Midnight Emergencies."
Without hesitation, River pressed the button and it disappeared.
A floating window appeared right next to her. The window looked like a music player you find on a mobile phone. It even had a play button, a rewind button, a fast-forward button, and a shuffle button, right beneath a picture of River.
River slowly approached the music player and waited for the voice to talk again before she presses the play button.
"Enjoy the show." The voice spoke again. River sighed in annoyance and looked beneath the floor. She saw her own reflection, except that her reflection had red eyes and a huge grin.
Beneath the picture were words that appeared out of nowhere. River knew that this was the title of the "song" that Midnight wanted to listen to her. It said, "Midnight the Hound Dog."
River took a deep breath. "What did you do this time?" she told the girl beneath her. She reached out her hand and pressed the play button.
The Window then started to show a video, as if this was some music video. It showed a familiar pink stage in River's point of view. Rose Pink was there, beside her were two giant glass containers. A bunch of journalists right below her. It was from the press conference.
As Garfield Prim lay dead on the stage, and as the homeless man started peeing on him, the video faded to black. After a few seconds, she could hear screams. Then Elvis Presley's Ain't nothin but a Hound Dog started playing in the background.
The video went back again only for it to show River walking towards the nearby garden. She then yelled and punched somebody straight in the face.
"Oh, you—" River looked down on the floor again and was annoyed at the sight of Midnight laughing.
Midnight was punching multiple people who looked just as crazy as she was. Their eyes were red and they were coming at Midnight. She punched one straight in the jaw and kicked another one in the stomach. Both people went down. A girl approached her with a knife, angry as ever. She thrust the knife right into Midnight's neck but she was able to deflect it with her hand. She disarmed the girl, took her knife, and stabbed her in the leg. The girl leaned down in agony before Midnight kicked her in the face.
The song continued with Midnight punching and kicking and beating people half to death. Eventually, Midnight stopped to look around her. Everyone was doing the same thing. They were kicking, punching, and even killing each other.
"I don't get what's happening," River said. "You don't usually beat people up for no reason." She told Midnight, who was still a reflection on the floor.
"I know, but it was fun! All of a sudden I got an urge to maybe kill the nearest person I could see, for no reason at all!"
"What made everyone go into a killing spree?"
"Why are you asking me? I got no idea!" Midnight paused the music. "Put me back out there and maybe I'll find out."
River sighed. "You know I won't allow that. I pressed the button."
"Yes, I can tell! I can't get out!" her voice was loud and it echoed across the white open space. "I was having fun."
River took a deep breath to calm herself down. "Can you at least get out of my reflection so I can rest my neck from looking down all the time?"
"You're looking down on me?" Midnight replied. "No, I'm looking down on you. To me, you're the reflection. But if you insist on me, stooping down to your level, then fine."
Midnight kneels and launches out in front of River. None of them have any reflections on the floor anymore. Midnight was wearing a black cloak. The way she emerges from the floor was as if she was sent from hell itself.
"Cloak again?"
"I like it."
"You gotta stop controlling me all the time. It sucks," complained River.
"Control you? Yeah, as if you're the host in this damn body. I think you know that, right?"
River stepped closer to Midnight. "I think you know that I'm the one who's actually more responsible and calm than you. I'm not the one that keeps on punching people whenever you get all angry!"
A few moments of silence went by with them just looking at each other. "Look." River waved her hand and multiple floating windows of music appeared. She scrolled through multiple songs by waving her hand to a certain direction. She stopped at one music.
"Ah!" Midnight exclaimed. "That one, I remember all too well. Poor Daisy."
The song's title was "Daisy in the U.S.S.R." and it played a popular song from a very popular band River forgot.
The Video showed a 9-year-old River being pushed to the ground by a girl the same age as her. "Your shoes suck!" The little girl said with her tiny voice.
"You made them dirty, Daisy!"
"They were already Dirty because they're not pink! What kind of a girl doesn't wear pink?"
Daisy's friends soon began to take River's shoes off as she was trying to kick them away. They were able to get the shoes off her foot, putted mud inside it and made River wear them again.
Before they knew it, River started punching and screaming and clawing her way towards Daisy, where she then proceeded to pin Daisy down to the ground and cut huge bits of her hair with scissors.
"The song is always perfect with what's happening," said Midnight, smiling.
"That's just one in a thousand times you caused me a lot of trouble." River swipes through countless songs. "All these are because of you."
"You can't keep me in this stupid brain forever," said Midnight. "I'll eventually find a way out without you even noticing."
River then notices something. "Speaking of which, if we're both here, then that means—" River quickly closed her eyes and a button popped up in front of her. She pressed it and a floating window appeared. She sees Joseph.
"WHY IS TRISH MANEUVERING MY BODY?!" She yelled at Midnight. River hears the conversation Trish and Joseph had.
"Who are you? Where am I?" said Joseph through the floating window screen.
"Darling, it's me! Jessica, your wife."
River angrily stomps on the ground in frustration. "Great, she's calling herself Jessica now. I told her to never use that name!"
"Chill out, River. And here I thought I was supposed to be the angry one."
"I completely forgot about Trish…..stupid!" River smacks herself in the head.
"I can't go back up there now since you temporarily kicked me out. You go. Get back up there and kick Trish out."
River agreed. She closed her eyes and a white elevator appeared in front of her. She went inside and pressed the only button that was going up. Midnight watched as the elevator doors close and then the elevator disappeared.
River was finally back and was controlling the body now. She found herself inside a very dark room with only one lamp as its light source. She was standing in front of a wooden table. She noticed handcuffs attached to a steel door handle, which was attached to the wooden table. A pinkie was just sitting there, bloody.
"Jo—" Pain burst through River's face as she was falling on the floor. All that pain was enough to knock her unconscious.
"I pity you. You remind me of me. You remind me of my idiocy," said Joseph.
Back in the white space, River arrived unconscious on the floor. Midnight saw this and dragged River's body towards the floating memory windows. She lifted River up, and threw her inside one of her memories.
Midnight smiled. "Have fun reliving them."