"How are you doing?" It's the voice! It's a gentle, disgusting sound that flows politely all over the crocheted soft. I'd like to see your face.What kind of person has such a disgusting voice and doesn't want to die? 'he is a psychologist you fool'

"shut the fuck up!"

I shouted into the void. Again and again. This meant that I would stay here a little longer.Damn sound was so realistic. Every time I fell into the same trap.

' I tricked you. Again'

I genuinely laughed at what he said. This was no ordinary smile. It was a less irritating smile than someone out there laughing as if he were the only one in a cafe in a cafe. But those behind that glass were afraid of it. In a dark room, even a small smile could be frightening.

"You tricked me, yes."

I stood up slowly. Even the slightest movement was a pain in my weakened muscles. They were incapable of even lifting my weak body. I put my hand on the wall and gave my body time. For the next move, I had to get used to my position first, otherwise it's a violation of the rules and I'm out of the game. The energy was too valuable for me to take a thoughtless step.I take a deep breath. Now I can move on to the next move. I raised my head. I had to wait even for that. The situation I'm in makes me want to have a sickening laugh. A laugh was enough to disturb the sleep of those behind the glass. I take a deep breath.

"You fooled me you idiot. You're taking revenge on me, aren't you? Ahh, yes, yes you are getting revenge! I didn't listen to you. I didn't let you make that stupid voice heard. Do you remember that cage where I imprisoned you, you freak? !"

Raising my voice has given me the gift of pain that reminds me of my limits. I leaned against the wall a little more. I take a few more deep breaths. I gave myself time. 'And do you remember what made me run away from there? ' I stopped. I even stopped breathing. I slowly fell to the ground. Did I remember? I remember. I have memorized every single moment of it. Neither the dark rooms, nor the nasty noises, nor anything behind this glass could make me forget why I was here.'Do you remember? Do you remember how you were imprisoned? How you was deceived, how everything was taken from you? Do you remember how you were turned into a fucking dog?

' No no! I covered my ears with my hands. Hush now hush!

"Hush, damn it." I yelled until I was out of breath. Ahh, that little rule violation was going to cost me dearly! ' You have to trust me. I'm your only fucking option. '

I chuckled again. A deal with the devil!

"Are you serious? I may look crappy, but I'm not crazy enough to make a devil deal yet." 'you have no choice.'

I have no choice. Wasn't there? Didn't I have another way to save me? I wanted to see the sun again. No no, feeling it again, seeing it shine on my skin. God I want to be outside again. 'You have no choice'

'I'd rather die,' I said firmly. I slowly turned around. I leaned my head against the wall and waited for the pain in my throat from the previous shout to pass. I am very tired. I am so tired. My body, my soul, everything that brought me into being was in deep torment. They were all rebelling against me. That voice was taking over everything that belonged to me. I resist to save my soul. I'm fighting for my soul even though I have no strength.

"You're pretty tired today, get some rest." Stupid gentle voice. My God, I would do anything to have my vocal cords in my hand.

'Then do it'

"Go to hell," I said.

But I was so weak that only a small whisper came out of my mouth. However, I wanted to shout. My wishes no longer mattered. My body was able to do what my brain allowed, not mine.

"I'm losing everything." Said. I don't know if it was a whisper or if I said it on my mind. It didn't matter anymore.

'Leave it now. Let me help.'

This sentence made me laugh a little. I can't even laugh. My body just stood by the wall. I was a dysfunctional pile of meat.

"Should I believe you really want to help? Isn't it stupid even for you to believe in the goodness in you 'yeah help me, let's join hands and walk to the sun? 'You expect me to say it.' While speaking, I paused for so long that I said a sentence that would have taken 10 seconds in 30 seconds. Maybe less. Maybe more. It's been a long time since time stopped being just numbers. Maybe I said it in the time I should have. God, no more thinking about time. Everything is so complicated.

'I'm not offering to walk to the sun, but to you, to the fire where we throw those who did this. I want to listen to the cries of everyone who locked us up here at the fire we burned.' I turned my head to the left from the wall you were leaning against. As if you were there. Like I could see it.

"You are very helpful." I said taking a deep breath. How could you not run out of oxygen in a room without windows? Sometimes I took deep breaths just to finish it off. For it to end. So that I can go. But it wasn't over. It never ends, it felt like I had endless oxygen. It's like there's endless suffering. 'I don't care about you. They locked me up here with your stupid body. We're going to die here miserably because of your stupidity. This is my revenge, not yours.' I moved my body a little more and leaned my back against the wall. It took too long. How many seconds? No no. No thinking about time. I take another deep breath. After all, I had an endless supply of oxygen.

"You are me stupid! You are my brain's trick on me. You are my fault. 'I wanted my voice to be loud. I wanted to yell to make it understand. I succeeded a little. I wanted to understand her that I would not leave my soul to my flawed side. I was still here, even though I was about to die, even if I heard that idiot's voice unlike other people, I was here. I would not leave my place until the last moment. 'You are the one who is at fault! I'm the perfect part of you, you're in this hole because of your feelings.' I stopped for a while. He was right. My emotions brought me here. I was not crazy. I just chose to trust other people. 'I am the perfect part of you, let me get us out of this hell. 'Get out of hell? I couldn't stop chuckling at that statement. It actually deserved a laugh, but I couldn't.

"Are you promising me paradise?" I said, there was obvious sarcasm in my voice and facial expression. It was like he was right in front of me. I mean, of course it wasn't, but it was as if he was there, as if I could see him as a real person.

"I'm giving you a reason worth going to hell." The demons were definitely being smart. They were playful, intelligent beings. They want to trick you into doing something bad, but they never lie. They never promise paradise. It's a worthwhile reason to go to hell. Who would want to go to hell? Hell has a path paved with pleasure stones, heaven has thorns of truth. Everyone is aware of the existence of these two paths and what happens at the end of these two paths. But saving today is more attractive than saving the future. So everyone would prefer a good reason to go to hell over heaven. So where was I?

I feel the thorns of heaven all over my body and soul, but I have never felt the fire of hell so close. Did I have the strength to walk among the thorns? No, I had nothing to do with power. I couldn't trust the devil, but maybe I could let him give me a good reason to go to hell.

"I am very tired." Said. My voice came out weak and forked, as if attesting to me. I was about to cry. How long had it been since he cried?

Have I cried ever since? "You don't have to fight anymore," said the voice. I wanted to let go of the sword in my hand. The thorns were hurting me.

"I have a condition." Said. If I was going to make a deal, I had to have clauses. Actually, there was only one.

"When all this is over, you will go too," I said. "You are not in a position to bargain." It didn't like it. It was right. Who would want to perish? I stood up slowly with my last remaining strength, my back still against the wall. I took a few seconds to catch my breath. When I think I'm fine.

"You have no other choice," I said. I may seem helpless, but I was still me. The me who once stormed was still inside of me. Even though I can't see it. "How can you trust me?" she said. We didn't lie to each other and we didn't hide what we were.

"I have no choice" I said and repeated in a whisper

"I have no other choice," I admitted. I had let my guard down, but I still had my sword in my hand. 'fine' she said. Wait she said fine. She agreed. Did she accept?

"So what?" said. I wanted to hear. I didn't want to leave her any way to escape. 'Alright. I'll go when it's all over.' I part my back from the wall. After staggering a little to find my balance, I managed to stand. Lifting my head from where I was bent.

I said okay.

"I am yours." As soon as I said that, I felt an indescribable pain in the deepest part of my brain. So much so that this pain made me scream loudly despite all the weakness of my body. Unable to stand on my knees any longer, I fell to the ground and pressed my hands to the sides of my head. As if I could hold the pain and take it from there. When I realized that he couldn't do it, I wanted to blow my head. He wanted my brain to come out, as if he wanted freedom. It was pushing the walls of my skull. I rushed to the wall ahead. I didn't slow my pace until I crashed. All I wanted was for this pain to go away. I hit my head so hard that the sound startled me, but I didn't feel anything. I just had a throbbing brain.

I fell against the wall due to the impact. I got up slowly and as if I hadn't just hit my head against the wall, I ran to the opposite wall at great speed again, another big bump, but again there is no pain, only my brain is throbbing. But this time, the impact must have done me good damage, because the wetness on my head showed that a big bleeding had started. I got dizzy; I fell to where I was as I began to lose consciousness. I was feeling. I felt it invaded my brain and shot me out of there. I felt like I was gone. I'm imprisoned. My dark side was taking control. Slowly, my vision darkened. Suddenly all my strength was drained and I was completely trapped in darkness. Before I lost my consciousness, there was only one thing that crossed my mind, that was two people for one body, and she had gotten rid of the excess.