Every day I walk through the same gray halls wondering what was the point of this immeasurable false security? Carrying only a journal of who I once was. A testament I created for the sake of remembering. Even though I don't remember doing it. I wonder how I did it? How have I created this indestructible piece of paper? I threw it into a fire and the flames died instantaneously! Yet I did it and I know the secret is within this book.
I sat down at my stable-tec desk in the science sector listening for a voice that would never come. Being the only one here, I can only relate to my deepest thoughts. I try not to think about the puppets in the corner of the room. They were here when I first arrived. Old and tattered with a skeleton attached to them like a mother holding her child. That's not the only thing that accompanied me. In the commons area stood a chest the size of one of the tables beside it, but it was locked and the key was in this book. Everything to freedom and who I am was in this goddamn book.
I turned to the first page and read.
"Dear Winter. I am sure you are confused about your current situation, but with time. All will be explained. Untill that time comes, I ask of you to solve this puzzle.
'Who are we to decide of how we act? What are we when You are gone? Why are we alone when I have their family. How are we alone yet all love us. When will we be saved by someone they are not?'
When you figure it out, the truth will be revealed. Until then, let me tell you a story..."
Then it goes on and on about who I am, how old I am and who I once was. An antihero that killed thousands at once. A story that horrifies me to the core. But in the darkness of the past come's a brighter future.
"If only I had help," I sighed looking at the pony skeleton and puppets wondering who the hell he was and why he was the only one here. Someday I find out. That I once was the princes of darkness now turning into something else.