The peeling paint was a familiar pale blue, not grey, just that the darkness made it seem like that was the case.
As I walked, the habit engrained into my brain from the years of avoiding as many of the creaky wooden floor boards filled me, and I found myself practically dancing down the corridor.
And in what felt like only a few moments, I was down the hallway of my parents second house, after it burned down… I never did really forget how to avoid making noise for night time excursions…
As I finally got to the door I grabbed the handle and, with the creaking whine of an old, unoiled doorknob filled the silence, I opened the door into the room and didn't bother looking as I entered and then closed the door softly…
I then turned around and froze, as I was met with not my old bedroom, but with a pitch black void, I then looked back at the door, only to find it gone…
Silently cursing to myself, I turn back around and notice blip of something in the distance.
I then hesitantly begin walking towards it.
At around the halfway point between me and the light, I find the distance between us shrinking, like the space between us was folding into itself.
I squint and blink and suddenly he is right in front of me, I flinch and step back, but try to hold my ground.
I wasn't really shocked to see.
It is me.
Trapped with black ichor tentacles holding me back.
Pale, skin and bones. Lusterless hair. But still me.
I sit down crisscrossed to meet him eye to eye, as he was being forced to stay on his knees, and his eyes were downcast.
"Hey," at my voice, his eyes snapped to me, sunken, with not a hint of light in their depths.
"You've been here for a while. Want to leave?"
He couldn't move, couldn't even speak, but the sudden hunger in his eyes was all the agreement I needed
I stood and grabbed his torso, the tentacles sliding off his body as they tried to keep their grasp on him, me? Ehh what ever.
But then he jerked and started salivating, and darted for my neck.
He was still weak, but his weakness meant it was all the more fierce when he tried to eat me.
Not that it really did anything, this is my mind, and I can't kill myself that easily.
But… "I suppose I deserved that, huh?" I knew I did, after all, this is the part of me that I've been suppressing…
But heedless if the pain, I continued on.
And heedless that it didn't seem to work, I continue to bite at the betrayers neck.
I walked, and walked, for what seemed like years, of nothing but walking in one direction, with the suppressed slowly regaining what had been taken from the betrayer.
"H-hey, you wouldn't happen to know where the exit is would ya?" The betrayer asked,
I whispered out a weak "there… can only.. be one."
"W-what?" He stuttered out.
I rolled our eyes as I mumbled out a "for the door… to.. open."
"Oh.. ok" at my confirmation, he seemed to perk up, as if- no.
"Aww, why not?" He asked, as if he didn't remember what exactly he had done to me.
"No, I remember… you would finally be able to rest, and see them again." His offer was hypocritical as if he wasn't also the one who pushed me down here in the first place…
"Well, I don't want to stay here, and I know you don't either, so wouldn't it be better for all of us" better for you, all I would be is a dead thought, practically a puppet for you to do with as you pleased.
"Is that not, already what you are, at this point, a dead thought? Staying here, you can't even sleep, your just under a constant stress…" do you think yourself the hero? The better, for the fact you're trying not to acknowledge what you did…
"…" you are a terrible person.
"…" what, got nothing to say? Not going to say anything cliche? Going to apologize?
"We, are going to get out of here." What? I won't let you just leave me here again!
And before I can protest anymore, I can feel him try to fuse with me, in my state I cant… I cant! I just can't get the fuck out of here!
- - - -
On the floor of that void, lay the crumpled form of a pale, thin, figure.
The figure is shaking, and curls in deeper into themselves, they can feel it, 'that idiot. Forced a mental fusion, but instead of absorbing me, gave me all of his self…'
Before the curled up visage of the now whole Theodore Digger, appeared a door.
They flinched unconsciously at it's appearance, trembling as it opened on its own, and slowly, they stood up. And shambled out, and into a feild of grass, with a rock in the center, the door closed behind them, as they stumbled over to the rock and sat on it, and then laid down and looked at the cloudless skies, and golden sun in it's center…
They then, inhaled, then exhaled. And they opened their eyes
- - - -
And they were back in reality still in that black pond of ichor, still, awkwardly positioned on the rock, but, no… something was different, an intense, purple glow was coming from the rock, and I could only see that purple glow because of the slight translucence that had come over the tar like substance. Looking more like a very dark grey water…
As I tried to float out of the pond, I found myself on a much tighter leash, I wasn't able to even breach the surface.
No…
No…
No..
No.
No
NO!
NOOOO!!
NOT AGAIN!
And with an explosion of fury, I found that I had moved, only, I was still covered by the pond? The pond had started to float with me? No, it's more like it was floating the rock that I was possessing.
As i lapsed into a deeper train of thought, I was snapped out of it by the feeling of falling, the ichor fell back into the pond shape it was in before.
Don't tell me, this thing moves with emotions..?
I sigh to myself as I get to the tedious process of learning just how to use this new part of my ability…
- - - -
Good news and bad news.
Good news is, not only have I managed to learn how to actually move, but I've also learnt how to shift the ichor into some resembling a human, though, a pond sized, featureless, human, with a glowing purple chest… but it was still the form I knew how to control best… oh yeah, the bad news…
Bad news is, I have to be in a constant mindset of destruction and negativity in order to even get the goop off the ground…
Not that I don't have a lot of both of those kinds of thoughts, but it gets tiring after a while, you know?
Also, I managed to figure out what this thing is, it's one of the sources of the god of darkness's power, I forget what the Judge called it but, yeah, I am currently possessing one of the power sources of the brother of darkness…
So.
How exactly do I destroy this?