Everything was darkness as the kid walked seemingly endlessly forward.
A light suddenly appeared only a slight distant from the kid. It illuminated a square table where two faceless black silhouette stood against the dark background.
One was feminine while the other was masculine. The boy walked closer to the table without hesitation or fear with nothing on his mind.
Suddenly a chair appeared in front of the table from black smoke. The boy grabbed the chair and took a seat. The feminine silhouette moved as if stepping out of a painting, she became a humanoid figure with no facial or body features.
"Here's dinner sweetie." the feminine silhouette said in a motherly echoed voice as a pitch black bowl appeared in her hand. The boy looked down at the bowl, in it was black sludge.
A pitch black spoon appeared in his hand. He scooped up a bit of the sludge and prepared to eat it.
"DON'T EAT!" A voice yelled out into the boy's mind. He quickly dropped the spoon in the bowl and looked around.
"Do you not like the smell?" The female silhouette asked with an frustrated and echoed voice. Suddenly the masculine silhouette stepped forward and slammed it's hand down on the table.
"SO YOU CAN'T EVEN EAT YOUR MOM'S HARD WORK. WHAT WORTHLESS TRASH YOU ARE!" The masculine silhouette yelled at the boy with a distorted and echoed voice. The boy grew scared as he looked at the large silhouette growing angrier.
Suddenly a pitch black hand grabbed his arm and yanked him off the chair. He was being pulled into the darkness when another light appeared illuminating the boy and the masculine silhouette pulling him.
He looked back to see the other light was gone but he could vaguely see the table and other humanoid figures still standing there.
He looked around and saw two more humanoid figures one was dragging the feminine figure from before, she seemed unconscious. The other carried the male humanoid figure from before he also seemed unconscious.
they were walking towards the edge of a pitch black grass field with a few pitch black trees.
Quickly they reached the edge of the light.
The masculine silhouette stopped and spoke. "I don't know way the boss would want worthless trash like you but hopefully you'll survive long enough to make it worth while."
It threw the boy violently forward. He rolled forward till he hit a pitch black and cold wall.
He was surrounded by these walls. He looked back to see the light turned off and a wall of pitch black iron bars are dividing him from the previous light, which just went off.
another one lit up above him which illuminated only the inside of the cell.
A masculine silhouette was standing outside the cell and in it's hand was a pitch black bowl. The silhouette walked through the bars as if they were air. It grabbed the boy's head.
"Eat up you worthless trash!" The silhouette said as it forcefully tilted the boy's head back. A wave of sudden starvation hit the boy. He was about to open his mouth when he heard the voice again.
"You are not trapped."
After hearing this the boy grew more confused but focused at the same time.
The black sludge in the bowl was about to touch his lips when the boy yelled.
"GET OFF!" The boy yelled and suddenly the masculine silhouette burst into black ashes and the bowl dropped to the ground without a sound.
They boy grew less scared as the walls of the cell fell down. However his fear was quickly regained was he was pulled back into another light.
A force pulled him down into another chair where straps appeared from the arms and back of the chair securing the boy down. A feminine silhouette appeared in front of him, which had glowing white scratch marks, bruise marks and cut marks all over it.
Another masculine silhouette appears next to the boy with a bowl in its hand and spoke.
"Eat this or we will torture your mother again."
The boy was hesitant but staring at the female silhouette he agrees. The masculine silhouette brings the bowl close to his face. Suddenly he thought back on that peculiar voice's words. 'You are not trapped.'
In that moment he started to remember where he was and what happened before this!
'Why am I here now and what is happening!?' the boy questioned as he pulled his arm up with force and the straps holding him down broke. He swatted the bowl away and lifted himself from the chair.
"What are you doing! Eat the food!" The silhouette said angrily while standing in the boy's way.
Without saying a word he swiped his right hand to the right and the silhouette disappeared. He walked over to the feminine silhouette and crouched in front of it.
"YOU WASTE OF LIFE, HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME. I SEE YOU EVERY TIME SITTING IN THAT CHAIR WATCHING ME LIKE THE WORTHLESS TRASH YOU ARE!" The feminine silhouette yelled in a distorted and sad voice.
Hearing this again made Greg deeply saddened as he put his hand on her head.
"I will save you mom." He said as he looked up with a resolute expression. A tear rolled down his cheek as she disappeared like the silhouette before.
He walked over the walls of the cage that fell. The light reappears as he stepped into the middle of the cage.
"No one will cage me again." he said as he looked at the bars and at the silhouette behind them.
Walking forward he broke the bars with a flick of his wrist along with the silhouette behind them. He stopped next to the disappearing figure as he looked at it with a glint of hatred then calmness.
He walked over to the next previous light as he looked at the silhouette holding his arm he grabbed it and squeezed it until it burst into ashes along with the rest of silhouette.
He looked at the masculine silhouette holding the other masculine silhouette and looked away in disappointment. He could hear a howl from the distance in the dark, this makes him more resolute as he walks forward.
He reaches the table and looks at the two silhouettes and lifts up his hand ready to dissipate them, but then puts it back down. He sits in the chair and makes another chair appear on the opposite end.
A raven flew above him and landed on his left shoulder.
A wolf walked over and sat to his left.
Gareth walked over and sat to his right.
Greg looked to him and asked. "Were you the one that gave me that advice?"
Gareth nodded then looked at the masculine silhouette as it started to move. It walked over to the seat created by Greg and sat in it.
"Hello, I am nothing."