Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26510374-20171018155146/@comment-27070860-20171018203843

(Alas my character shouldn't be here anymore, so a little sum-up thingy;)

Kat sat in the hospital room, wide awake.

Deper and Helix were in a deep slumber, clearly uncomfortable on the plastic chairs.

The rabbit sat, and thought.

Why?

Why did the rabbit go to that manor, because of a simple invitation?

Why’d they go halfway across the globe, because of some slip of paper that wasn’t even signed?

Why’d they bring a single notebook and blunt pencil? Where was the baggage, where were the clothes and food for the rabbit’s survival?

Why did the rabbit ignore the screams throughout the manor? Why did the rabbit ignore Esspur’s ghost, why was Kat so firm on baking that stupid cheesecake they never even finished making in the first place?

Why’d they go up the stairs, without anyone else? Why weren’t they scared?

Why’d they write on the maze’s walls, why’d they ignore the creature biting into their ankle, why’d they ignore Fade’s ghost?

Was any of this what they wanted?

Was any of this their own choice, or is free-will a simple illusion?

Kat rubbed their temples, staring deeply into the blank sheets covering her.

Deper and Helix came here; they’re sitting right there, they’re sleeping. They don’t realise- They don’t feel the danger that lays upon this place, like a coat of heavy thunderclouds.

This place didn’t even feel like a ‘here’. It didn’t feel like a ‘when’ or ‘how’ either. It was dangerous-

They were going to die, they were going to die because Kat didn’t have a choice anymore.

They knew the rabbit’s thoughts, they knew their memories and feelings. They were one with the creature. They were sharing the same head, sharing the same thoughts and yet…

And yet there was no way to explain this, because the human brain can do only so much.

If you’re told ‘an apple falls up, towards the sky’, you’ll say you’ve been lied to.

And yet, Kat watches as the world starts falling upwards; as everyone starts breaking apart and mending together. Time turns into a stupid word of little meaning, time turns non-existent. The door is open, the door is closed, the door is being pushed open. Everything is everywhere, and yet it’s still the same as ever.

It’s beyond what the stupid human mind can understand. Beyond the laws we set for this world, thinking we were the gods; thinking a working brain and witty words can make us rulers.

Kat stares at the white sheets, that turn from green to yellow and other shades of colors that have never been seen by the human eye.

''It is here, It is me, It is…. ''

No, Kat wouldn’t let the white door open, Kat wouldn’t let the white door let the horrid creature through. Everything was loud, everything was flashing with bursts of white and yellow and red and green and blue and purple and orange and-

-and-

-and the rabbit would never let the monster into this room, wouldn’t them become a slave to their wants. They wouldn’t become the reason for the death of Helix and Deper. They couldn’t wouldn’t and shouldn’t.

We are one, we are all, we are nothing.

And yet, and yet it was horribly hard to motivate their limbs to reach forward. It was so hard to find any faith in escape, and faith in saving Deper and Helix.

They are meant to be with us, we are all meant to be one, we are all meant to work together.

Even though the lack of any sort of motivation or want, they managed to grab the blunt pencil.

They grabbed a blunt pencil, a sharp sword, a stone arrow, a toothpick, a razor-sharp piece of glass.

You are worth something, we’ll be one, they’ll be one, we’ll all be one, we’ll all be forever, we’ll all be everywhere

The urge to throw the glass away was even larger.

Why’d I follow that invitation?

''Because it was good for you. We’ll be one, everyone will be one, we’ll all be one.''

Why’d I ignore everyone?

''They want to hurt you, they want your blood splattered across the walls. They aren’t one with me. They will die, those will become non-existent while we’ll become immortal.''

Why’d I write on the walls?

''Because words are beautiful. Helix is one with me, Deper is one with me, you are one with me, we all are one we always will be and-''

The rabbit couldn’t take the voice; couldn’t take the thousands of languages buzzing through their head.

Nie, ja nie będę wiecznie żyć, ja nie chcę wiecznie żyć I nigdy nie będę chciała wiecznie żyć

And the pencil cut through the rabbit’s flesh, just like a knife would cut a slice of bread.

They would never be one with the creature, they’d never let someone else be used, they’d never let Helix and Deper be one with something so horrid and so terrifying. They wouldn’t let themselves be controlled by some horrid monstrosity.

Żyjcie, żyjcie, proszę was żyjcie, ucieknijcie

There was no more horror, there was no more terror. There was nothing and everything, there was blunt pencil, and then there was-

The rabbit popped out of existence, just like a blunt claw could pop a fragile balloon.

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“Helix.”

“Yes Deper?”

“You know that there’s something horrible laying under Kat’s death?”

“I know.”

“I think it’s more dangerous then we expect it to be.”

“I know.”

“Goodnight, Helix. Wish you good luck with the new company.”

“Thanks, Deper. I’ll call you after the meeting.”

“Should I buy roses and daisies?”

“Kat liked green roses and red daisies. I’d be thankful if you could get those.”

“Okay. See you soon.”

“See you.”

(Kat should have died long ago so here's their part)