Chapter 13:

Incantation

Survivor of my own madness


Everything stop, the colors were getting more faint and all the things stop moving, I recover my balance, my head stopped hurting and I could finally see, this is what they want, I will give it to them, I went to the basement and jump without hesitation, in there I started to search for a lot of things, cleaning materials, ropes, sticks, I will create traps and ways to incapacitated everyone how dares to put even their foot to walk in, rags with alcohol, spheres with mix of cleaning materials and pointy sticks that I took by breaking the broom and mop.

I started by putting the spheres in sites that could be broken in the bathroom, behind the toilet paper, at the side of the faucet, and on the side of the door, I couldn’t do that much in the main lobby, I started to walk among the stairs and reach the chandelier, lighting up every candle and breaking dragging the chandelier to make it unstable

The next thing I did was wet the rug with oil the floor will get free of oil by the time someone gets here but rug will be able to hold it a little more time, I took the gas can from the portable stove and put it in my belt, I was about to climb the stairs when I come to the realization of what I was doing

-What am I doing? What do you mean, Vincent? This is my doing, but… No, I can’t do that to those people, but if I don’t do it, when we will be free, there has to be other way, there’s no other way, Vincent, THERE’S ALWAYS OTHER WAY, THEN TELL ME WHAT WAY IS THAT?! I… I DON’T KNOW, BUT… BUT NOTHING, THERE’S NO TIME, we can’t have the luxury of taking that much, we act or we are finished.

How am I supposed to save these people from the monsters? If I try to clean the rag it will be too late, the chandelier is already unstable if I try to move it, it would fall instantly, but maybe that’s good, if I make it fall since now, they will be no victims of the rag and maybe it will alert somebody that something is wrong, the next one was picking up the spheres with cleaning materials inside

These would be easy ones, is just going to pick them up without them falling by accident or I’ll be the next victim and I don’t want that either, yes, that’s what I am going to do. But… What would change with this? Would I get executed faster than before? Everything now is quiet, there’s no trace of anything, just me, they are observing, they know. But would it really be that bad?

Of course, it would be bad, I’m not a hero, and I’ll never be one, so what’s the big deal? I want to break free from here, there’s nobody waiting for me at home, and there’s no one I really cared about it right now, I’m just a normal person, with no friends and no family, nobody is going to care what happened to me, and at the same time I don’t care about anybody in specific.

How much is worth it to sacrifice myself for the rest? Be a better person? Yeah right, what about the others? When were they good with me? Will someone sacrifice itself for me? I doubted a lot, and if they're someone who would do it, then why didn’t he come faster, he’s never going to arrive, then just leave me.

I was walking upstairs and saw the chandelier, I started to shaken it, but it didn’t come out, it was glued to the ceiling, I smiled in relief and blow up the candles, then I went downstairs, this time to pick up the spheres, putting them into a sack, this sack will go with me so I don’t hurt anybody, I sit down in the main lobby looking at the rug

I can’t really do it, these thoughts will not get the best of me, If I go, I’m not going to go as a monster, I look up at the chandelier and start shaking, this is my way out, I heard the crouching sound of the ceiling and wait, my legs were shaking like crazy I couldn’t relax, I was scared after all, but this was my decision and nobody will take it from me.

The sound of the chains breaking was enough to make me close my eyes and sigh for one last time, everything went black again, if that was my favorite color I probably be happy to experience it that many times, everything was passing in a very slow pace, like if someone just slow down time just to watch me in this condition, but like every show, there’s always the end, and this show ended with thunderous hit.

The end felt like when I was in the limbo, no big thoughts, no sound, no feelings, emotions, sigh, no everything, just me in an empty space like if I was floating, maybe they're foreshadowed this moment for me, to be prepared, to be ready so when I had to leave I wouldn’t feel bad or anxious

This was not a bad feeling at all, God help me, sorry, if you were there in any moment I apologize to you, sorry, you tend me the hand in this time and probably will be your last, sorry, thank you for making me brave in this situation, sorry, I will take any punishment for the foolish ideas that I had, sorry, I will take any words that are true and everything you say I will follow, sorry.

Sorry, I know apologizing isn’t enough, sorry, I will do my best for now onwards, sorry, but I suppose my body can’t handle anything else, you can take me, or you can throw me anywhere, sorry, I would not question anything, just the way you didn’t ask for anything when you free me.

-Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry, orry, orry, ry, ry, ry, y, y,…

Yuneir
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