The Good Left Undone

Chapter 6: Going Down

Beads of sweat fell down his face, his eyes slowly fluttering open. The sound rushed towards his ears before anything else could register. The panicked tone of Sid's voice, as he drew himself up. His body trembled in exhaustion. The light flashed so brightly, as he glanced down, wincing. The next thing he knew, he was slammed against the wall. Sid's voice reaching higher pitch than he thought possible.

"What the fuck did you do to her?" He screamed, his body trembling against his.

"Do...what..." Tobey tried to concentrate on the figure holding him down.

"Sid, let him go." Nana's voice was stern.

"Not until I get some answers!" Sid closed his eyes, trembling.

"Sue..?" Tobey blinked, his eyes suddenly wide staring at the limp figure on the floor. Just...like the images. Tears reached his eyes, flowing down into a steady beat. His breathing hitched, soon he was hyperventilating. He shook his head, wishing the image away. "I...I.."

His grip slowly loosened, staring at Tobey. "Dude..?"

"GET AWAY FROM ME!" He screamed, pushing him back with all of his strength. "This..This is some kind of sick joke, right?"

"It...She's gone." Sid tried to conjure up the words.

The words only sent him into a frenzy, his nails scraping over his bruised skin. He scratching, hearing the voices rush back to him. He held onto his head, his eyes flashing gold once more. Nana's voice sent out a warning, pushing Sid back. The words were rushing back.

Killkillkillkillkillkill..

"No.." He murmured to himself.

KILLKILLKILLKILLKILLKILLKILL

"STOP!" He screamed, holding onto his head tighter, black spots dancing over his eyes once more. He felt himself become restrained, his wrist tied together behind him. Chanting filled the air.

It was all becoming too much.

And once again.

The black.

It greeted him, as if it were an old friend.

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