FL6SH AND BL5OD

M.Saturday, April 4, 2026 – 6:01 PM, Spot Parking Lot

It was a quiet day, rather dull and melancholic.In the end... there is definitely nothing of interest down here. No matter how many antics we've strung together, I still can't seem to find my place.Alas, this day was a little too pleasant.To begin with, the scent of her perfume never ceased to tease my senses, corrupting my thoughts without my consent, and in doing so, awakening the forbidden member.But that wasn't all. Her angelic face, her tender and delicate smile, grasped my soul with such force that, for a time, I found myself bending to the will of this witch, daughter of Jezebel.She wouldn't let go of me, intertwining her hand with mine, dragging me with excitement and haste through places that once felt familiar.We hadn't crossed paths since our ways parted, back when we used to see each other. And yet, despite the time that separated us, by some miracle—or curse—Lilly spotted me at a busy intersection, in an alley dense with activity.Despite her insistence, I wasn't sure I wanted to spend the last hours I had left with a ghost from a past I had so carefully buried.And yet, it seems the siren's song has bewitched the murderer that I am. I admit it—I confess that, for those few hours, I was at her mercy.For a fleeting moment, my bloodstained hands were cleansed by the kisses of this girl who enchanted me. And she was not the only one to weaken the resolve of my wounded heart, a heart long since set on regurgitating this life I had rejected.But for a time, Lilly's grip engulfed my mind, forcefully dragging it back into the low and illusory frequencies of existence.Without restraint, without respect for my own temple, I ate with her, even letting myself get caught in a futile conversation. It all started with a casual "It's been a while…" from Lilly, then stretched into talk about our respective family trees.As for the restaurant, located in a small shopping mall called the Spot, I found it quite noisy. But then again, I remembered—that was normal. It also made me realize something.I had done it again.Despite my decision never to do so again...I followed Lilly into her game, though never giving myself over to it completely. And yet, I still listened to her lullaby.Led around by Lilly, we… well, she shopped, while I barely bought a thing. In all honesty, even what little I did buy was utterly useless to me.So I stepped aside, waiting outside the stores as she carried on with her frenzied spree. But why?"We still have time before the movie starts, so don't worry," she said to me.But my concern had nothing to do with that.Minutes passed. Then hours. Slowly, my mind began to wake up again, and the melody of my past started to fade. But why?Lilly noticed the shift in atmosphere, though she had no idea why. Unlike me—who was once again drifting away, questioning everything.And a few minutes later…There we were, at the cinema, ready to watch some falsely philosophical film after buying our tickets and stuffing ourselves with useless, toxic snacks.But in the end, all of this was pointless."Why go through it all again? Why keep playing along?" I asked myself.We took seats at the back, in the center section of the theater, popcorn, chips, and drinks in hand. After fifteen minutes of commercials, our patience was finally about to be rewarded—the movie began.The lullaby had stopped working.And though the moment had been pleasant, there is no way in hell I want to die like her.Besides, it's far too late to turn back now.At the end of the night, when we found ourselves in the parking lot again, thinking back on the day, I was struck by a realization—no matter what happens, everyone keeps on living, accepting the tragic inevitability of their lives through sheer self-deception.But is this the right moment to act?I don't know.I wasn't even supposed to be here.And as for her—she was never part of the plan. Never even crossed my mind.The siren's song has definitely lost its effect.As for me, I can't keep up the act anymore.But I am still disgusted with myself for playing along today.However, for one last time, I was able to see—through the eyes of an old friend—what it feels like to live under the illusion of freedom.I don't judge those who live as she does—I was once one of them. But that's not the point.As long as people are at peace with themselves, that's all that matters. Whether they get swallowed up by this world or not—it's not my problem.But what I will not tolerate is anyone stepping onto my path. Whether intentional or not—I don't care.And from this day, though unplanned, I have found a new meaning for the masterpiece I have decided to recreate.Captivated by this revelation, I convinced Lilly to follow me.Because she is the key element that will allow me to repaint this work.Of course, in exchange for her assistance, I granted her request.Painting her… Now that is an idea I find rather interesting.