• bzz...bzz...me...tod...av...th...an...t...al...f...r...pro...th...is...th...er...ve...ee...oo...o...ll...hi...ti...Bzzz.....Silence, all I remember after all of that, was dead silence. I tried opening my eyes, and found the darkness clinging onto them like a shadow. My hands fumbled around for something to grab onto. In the process of doing that, I managed to put feeling into my legs and start walking. Now, my eyes got used to the dark, and my ears started functioning a bit more as my breath turned heavier and heavier. But in the blackest light, I still couldn't see anything minus my hands in front of my face. It took me a while to position myself against a wall, but after I did, I took my pace forward into this unknown place.
    About twenty steps later, my feet slipped from under me and I fell on some kind of liquid that was warm and thick, but the strange substance gathered all over my clothing and crawled up my skin. I tried crawling around in the strange fluid and I somehow ended up crashing into a table or something. Something dropped from it and ended up hitting me in the shin, causing my leg to burn with pain. I grabbed at the object and examined it with the only two senses that could withstand the silence. I put the item up close to my face and finally found out that it was a lighter! I sat there and flicked the flame on and off trying to get some light into the room and after a dozen tries, the thing finally lit. I put a smile on my face as I saw the light appear before my eyes. I flashed the light around the room, but my discovery, answered all of my unanswered questions. It told me what I was sitting in, why the fluid was so warm and creamy, and why I felt the urge to scream. In the corner of the room, lay a man, and on the floor, lay his blood...
    I looked at my hands, no my body that was covered with blood, blood as black as the darkness that filled the room. My mind wandered off as my ears picked up some noise. Not so far away, I heard a strange voice calling out to me. I gazed in the glare of the lighter as it distinguished the walls around me and revealed more and more rooms. I picked my body up as I walked out of that room still shaky from what I had experienced. I inhaled and exhaled faster, my steps much shorter and more trembled, my heart racing at the speed of light; I had no idea what I was up against here. Every time I stepped towards the noise, it darted off leaving me running around in circles. Pretty soon, I found myself in an empty hallway, surrounded by walls without neither windows nor doors; the only thing that gathered upon the walls was blood.
    The noise filled the room as my flame from my lighter flung itself around wildly. I looked behind me and held the lighter out in front of me, eyeing the walls around me carefully. The light had filled the corridor as I watched something dark slowly walk towards me. Its body moved without any life. The figure was sought with decaying anger and agonizing torment, I looked at it with sadness as it picked its head up. The thing, it was human but not at the same time. Its face resembled that of a little girl in pain, but it had no eyes, no nose, and no mouth. Instead, stitches and staples held the skin together in place. The flesh had curved inward revealing partial muscle and bones beneath the metal. It was so horrid to look at, its face wrapped in pain and torment, its limbs cracking at the sound of every movement it made! Its arms raised and touched the walls as it crept towards me, its skin ripping itself to shreds every step it took. I looked at the walls where it touched them, the paint on the wall and the wallpaper were diminishing away, cursed with decaying terror. The noise filled the air with a shrill scream emitting from the figure before me. With that noise, I ran.
    The walls around me rotted away as I fled from the horror. With the lighter flaring in front of me, I found out the hard way some people find out how you shouldn’t run with scissors. My hand was burnt with as the area around me became dim and black again as the lighter fell. I didn’t care about any of that now, all I knew was that I didn’t want to die. With every step I took, the scream became louder and louder, eventually piercing my mind, causing me to drop down to my knees. It broke through my mental thought and engraved itself into my brain, and before I knew it, I had passed out.
    Si…he…see….to…ave….passed….ou…should…..we...tur…of…the…machi… Those weird sounds passed through my head as I struggled to try and comprehend them. My mind couldn’t pick out all of the words, but that didn’t matter now. I woke up again in the darkness once again. My head filled with random thoughts as I puked up some blood. I looked at my blood on the floor and saw it spread itself around all of the cracks and slits in the flooring. I watched as it crept and crawled around in a weird motion. The room looked like it was eating away at it almost. I wiped my mouth as I stood up in the darkness once more. I had a strange feeling I wasn’t in the same place I had been before, and I was right.
    My sense of hearing finally clicked as I heard sounds of fan blades turning themselves not so far off. I started walking in that direction as my legs slowly trembled within each step I took. The sound of the fan blades steadily became clearer as I slowly felt my way around. Pretty soon it felt as if I were just standing before the fan blades as they were turning. I looked around the darkness as I tried to distinguish things around me. This room wasn’t as dark as the other one, and it made me feel a bit safer. I turned as my back felt a slight chill. I looked behind me as I stood there at some sort of ghostly light, gazing at my soul. I watched as it walked straight into the fan blades and disappeared. After that, the fan blades came to a quick halt making me jump around and stare at them with confusion. I looked at the blades as they stood perfectly still and I found another room past hidden behind the fan. To my luck, the safety cage for the blades was dismantled and torn at some places.
    I crawled through and made my way through to the other side. By the time I finally got out, the light had come to my eyes and I could see things a little better. To the left of the fan was a flashlight and attached to the flashlight was a note. I flicked on the light as it threw open the darkness and filled the room with color. I read the note aloud to myself, on it said:
    Dear, it is time I wrote this to you. I think it’s about time you figured out what happened. I think one of the things you really need to do first is let it all go. When you finally learn to do that, then I will tell you the truth.
    I looked at the note carefully and read the second line aloud again. “Learn to let it all go, hmm.” I looked around the room as a door slowly opened itself before my eyes. My feet moved forward as my mind trailed off into a web of thoughts. I heard somebody laugh as I entered the doorway, and it shut behind me, trapping me within the room. I banged and tried opening the doorknob, but it was jammed shut. Something was preventing me from moving back, so I just had to move forward.
    The problem with moving forward was that I couldn’t. Something blocked my path as it stood there, covering the wall from one end of the room to another. I stared into it as my image appeared on it. I was covered in blood up to my neck and my body was so scrawny and thin, I looked almost skeletal like. It was frightening to look at. My eyes averted to the corner of the mirror where something had started to grow from it; it only grew on my side of the room though. It poured blood from out of the walls and spilled all over the floor as the room started filling with it. I looked back at the mirror and saw my figure standing there, gazing at me with a blank face. I looked around as the blood started to flow past my knees. My body felt heavy against it as it warmed me. My image in the mirror started to walk towards my suffering as I watched it pass through the mirror and fade away. My eyes were shut closed, my lungs couldn’t retract, and my body was shutting down and dying. The light had faded from my eyes as my body sank to the bottom of the room…
    “Wa…up… Wake… up…. Wake up…. Wake up already!” My eyes opened as the light entered my vision. Everything around me was moving and so full of life. Gadgets and gizmos were located around the whole room, each making strange sounds of their own. There were three men above me. My eyes couldn’t make them out though because my vision was blurred.
    One of them spoke out, “He seems to have survived after all.”
    Another one spoke out after him, “Yes he does seem to have some damage to his brainwave patterns though, his dream waves seem to be intact though, so I have no idea where to go from here now.”
    The final one spoke out, “Well, even so, if he has survived the process without any problems, then the experiment must have been a success.”
    My flesh felt like it was burning off, my skin started to peel away at the feeling. One of the men walked off into another room were lights and little beeping sounds went off.
    “Sir!” The man cried out. “Sir he’s going into cardiac arrest, his body is shutting down on him!” Another of the men walked off into the room as my flesh starting eating itself away. The man that remained in the room with me stood over me as my skin started to rot away.
    “It seems that the experiment was a complete failure after all.” He put his hand to his chin as my teeth sank into my tongue. “Hmm… I wonder if the machine malfunctioned or something. His body should have stabilized itself within the dream process while his mental thought acted as his world. So if that’s the case, then what did this man really dream of…”
    My lips opened as my mouth spurted out some blood, “Le….”
    The man turned to me as my skin started tearing itself away from my body, “What did you say?”
    My mouth opened to respond to him, “Let….” The man leaned in closer to my mouth to hear what I had to say. I whispered into his ear, “Let it all go…” The men in the other room watched in horror as my hand rose from the bed and positioned itself on the man’s neck. His eyes went blank, his body started to crumble beneath the pressure I applied to him. His skin flowed with the wind as his body slowly turned to ash. My head rose to the two in the other room as I smiled, blood dripping out the corner of my mouth. I laughed aloud as they screamed at my image, “Time to let it all go.”