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It all happened so quickly that one fateful night that had a terrible outcome in the end, it was meant to be a fun filled night only to end in disaster that no-one expected to happened, the silly prank that they played was only meant to be forgotten a few moments later but instead it only ended in death.

The night was filled with commotion and regret, they waited and waited for the two sisters to walk through the door but it never happened, thats when they started to get worried for them, soon enough it was time to go home and forget everything but their minds never let them forget.

One year later they came back only for the same horror they experienced the first year, only this time it was all of them who experienced it then when it hit dawn it was time to go home.

Their dreams had turned into nightmares, their thoughts had turned sour and their feelings had gone, one particular person had spiraled downhill and was left in a catacomb of nightmares and loneliness, he was the loneliest of them, his mind decayed and decayed until there was nothing but an empty hollow, his friends had left him, the feeling of betrayal filled him but somewhere in his mind he said he deserved this.

The light that used to shine had started to go darker and darker, the shadows had started to attack, his mind had started to cave in allowing the nightmares to come true, his own twisted reality had started to rip from his mind and become real.

He doesn't sleep or eat, he's too scared, he listens to the voices instead, they help him, he laughs to himself, talks to himself and hurts himself, they say that he should taste the blood, the meat.

His hands are sore, his legs are weak and his head is killing him, the voices grow louder and louder, they laugh, they cry, they shriek, it all sounds fun.

He rolls his head back and forth as he sings and babbles to himself, he can hear the creatures roam around the mines, they hiss, they kill, repeat, repeat and repeat.

He pulls his hair, claws at his jaw, kicks his legs, he feels the pain, his stomach growls, he feels it cave in, he smells the food.

One creature stays by him, carrying him, watching over him, guarding him, it notices he is weak, it brings him food, tokens, knickknacks to make him happy.

His vision is blurry, his nose is blocked, his face feels dry, something is thrown in front of him even if his nose is blocked theres a strong smell of flesh, he licks his lips and tries to crawl forward but he's too weak.

The creature helps him, feeds him, watching him munch it down, it pets him, its a rough touch but it closure.

Soon he feels strong, his bones feels longer, his legs spread out, his fingers push out, his teeth grow out, they get sharp, his skin around the cheek rips off showing his new teeth, his eyes white over, his body arches up, now he moves freely.

The dark mines are no longer dark, all he sees is red, sometimes he sees the movement of the creatures, he doesn't attack, they seem like family, he plays with one creature, they share playful shrieks together.

Soon the food runs out, only animal meat is left, he doesn't like it, all he wants is human, he lets out angry shrieks and hisses.

As he crawls around sniffing for fresh meat, he manages to get a trail, he continues to sniff it out, he makes it out of the mines, its windy and probably cold, he feels nothing but strength and the feeling to kill.

He could hear voices laughing, stern and quiet, he crawls towards the noise fast, he stops as he climbs a tree and looks at the people walking towards the burnt lodge.

He can only understand certain words, "memory", "reunion" and "Josh", the last word rings a bell but he can't remember where he heard it.

He follows them behind the bushes, he tries not to hiss, he shakes the bushes, they panic and run, he chases them but not in their sight.

They run into the lodge, its burnt but still able to go into, the door closes before he could enter, he shrieks and bangs on the door, he hears footsteps descend downstairs.

He growls, jumps onto the roof and tried to enter from the roof, he claws and claws at it, finally he's in, he jumps onto the banister, he rushes downstairs as he follows the smell.

It runs dry.

He stands up onto his legs, looks around, growls once more and runs down the open hallway, he didn't hear the door open.

People come out, their shaken up, angry whispers are followed which catches his ears but he thinks its just in his head, again he runs around.

They stick together, they follow the scattering noise, they are hesitant but they continue, they find nothing, they missed the body above them hiding.

He looks, he thinks, he jumps down and follows again, this time he is curios, he's seen them before but has he really?.

His footsteps are quiet as they can be as he trails behind them, he looks at them once more, their movement slow but clear to see, he's hungry, should he attack?.M

They stop walking as the reach the top of the stairs, they look around the burnt lodge, the feeling of dread follows them.

He stops at the bottom of the stairs, none have seen him, theirs a familiar smell about them, he wants to attack, his jaw opening and closing it self, his saliva dripping down his chin, he sees one person turn to face the stairs, he moves quickly into the room next to the stairs.

The words that come out of the persons mouth is clear but he can't understand them.

"Did you see that?" A frantic female voice had filled the quiet air.

"See what?" A males voice answers, its quiet but strong.

"I-It was at t-the stairs!" The female is now stuttering.

He could hear quiet footsteps come down the stairs, he bares his teeth but doesn't hiss, he feels threatened, he doesn't like it, he jumps up to the ceiling as the male enters the room, a gun in hand.

Others come down, they looked scared, good thats what he wanted, he wanted to taste them, their fear had drawn him in, sadly they went back upstairs.

This man didn't look up, he kept looking forward which gave him a good way to attack, an attack from above, the man with the gun had started to walk into his "personal space".

"Mike! Be careful!" A voice called from upstairs.

This 'Mike' man had started to annoy him, he growled which alerted the man, before Mike could look up, he jumped from the ceiling and landed on Mike, he let out a terrifying shriek as he clawed Mike's face.

Mike gasped in pain as he pushed him off, he stood quickly and ran upstairs, he was right on his tail and managed to drag him down but a sharp pain in his abdomen pushed him down, he ignored it and jumped up onto the banister, hissing at them all.

They all stood still in shock, this confused him, he jumped down, he looked around, he stood up on his legs and walked around, he could hear breathing but couldn't see anyone.

An annoyed shriek left his jaw, he was hungry and now he lost his dinner, he walked around more, a sudden movement from the side of him alerted the man, he walked towards it, he sniffed the air, meat was here, he just needed to find it.

"Hey!" A males voice dragged him away from the meat in front of him, he let out a shriek again as he walked towards the sound, soon he saw small movement in front of him, he grabbed it and brought the males face close to him.

A clear face had came into view, he stared into the quiver eyes of the man, the man was shaken, he was speaking, he listened before slamming the man to the ground, his claws scratched him, his teeth about to dig in, he was pulled back, a noose around his neck, he shrieked, he was pulling it, it got tighter, he gave in.

"J-Josh?" The same voice he heard mere seconds ago made him look up, the name rang another bell inside him, he hissed lowly at the man, he was being dragged, he tried to claw away agin but was ordered to stop, he didn't.

"Josh...please remember!"

Remember? Remember what? He didn't have a reason to remember, his body hit the air, he felt the snow on his arms and legs, he thrashed about, he wanted to go home, back to the mines.

"Maybe we should just leave him man?" Another males voice caught him, then he heard numerous voice arguing, he wanted to eat, he started at the man who he was going to kill in the lodge, his eyes squinted, he focused on the voice, he opened his mouth and imitated his voice.

The voices stopped, they turned around and looked at him, he started to act nice, it was working, the man he imitated came close, he leaped forward and caught his teeth in the mans shoulder, the man let out a pained screamed, he felt his teeth being pulled out.

He looked up to the man that pulled him out and tied him against a pole, he remembered his face, it was Mike.

"Chris, fuck, dude you okay?!" Mike rushed to Chris's side, the man just nodded to him.

"Fuck..yeah i'm fine" Chris smiled and watched as Mike nodded, he walked away from him, Chris smiles towards him, he tilts his head, he was confused, what was the man doing?.

"Josh, i know you can hear me, i need you to remember okay? Please bro, i just want you back!" Chris's voice had an emotion that he didn't understand but the voice kept echoing in his mind, a possible memory window opened up.

He started to shake his head and shriek, he didn't like remembering things, he just wanted to eat, eat and eat, but his mind seemed set on taking over the feeling.

"Mike?!" Chris's frantic voice called out, he's heard that frantic voice before, no, no, no, he doesn't want to hear it, his eyes drop, he's in pain, he hasn't felt like this in a long time, he howls in pain, he moans in fear, he hates this, he wishes they never came.

Thats when it snapped in him, he basically roars at them, he manages to break the rope off his wrists, he jumps towards Mike, they run and he chases them, he runs so quick he didnt register that he was trapped in a metal cage.

He claws and bites at the bars, its too small, too close to him, he stares at the faces that are looking him, he only recognizes two of them, he could feel something wet trail down his cheek but ignores it.

He's picked up, he tries to claw at the people picking him up, his hand cant fit, he presses his face up against the bars, his eyes stare intensely at the eyes staring back him, theres an odd feeling of relief overcomes him, he watches as Mike brings out his gun he hisses and backs up against the cage, he'a scared, he shouldn't be, he is meant to be strong, this cage is making him feel weak.

"Hey, hey i'm not going to hurt you Josh.." Mike places his hand atop of the cage, he doesn't attack his hand, he looks at the man, he had mentioned the name 'Josh' again, he cowered into a little ball, he feels scared, he needs to find out who this 'Josh' boy is.

The morning has started to come, he is tired, he curls his head into his body, he sleeps like a cat, he feels the cage being carried, he's too tired to care.

By time night comes again, he's up and ready to hunt, but he's tied down, chains on his writs and ankles, his cheek is stitched, he opens his mouth fully, he feels the stitches being pulled, he does it again, again and again, finally his teeth are free, he gives a pleased hiss, he starts to pull at the chains, he doesn't like being chained up.

He hears a door open, he looks at the movement, he growls when he saw it was Mike, he lied to him, he did hurt him.

He growled and shrieked at him, he tried to jump for him but he was held back, the other man Chris came in, the look on his face seemed sad, he stopped his shrieking and growling, he watched Chris's movement, ignoring Mike.

"Can't we let him move around?" Chris spoke to Mike, he couldnt understand much, just 'move', 'we'.

"I'm not letting him out in my house, take him to you're house!" Mike's voice sounded stern, he's heard the stern voice before, this opens up another memory, its just small ones, the ones with voices.

He lowers his head, his eyes look around, he looks at how much space he can move around, then he smells food, his head bounces up, he leans forward as meat is handed to him, he sniffs it and pulls back, animal meat is a no go, only human.

"He won't take it!" Mike rolls his eyes and tries shoving it in his mouth, he feels flesh against his teeth and bites down, he receives a punch to his cheek, he shakes his head and growls, he licks the blood off his teeth, suddenly he feels like he's going to be sick, its probably from lack of food.

"Motherfucker!" Mike hisses inwards and holds his hand, he doesn't like Mike, thats why he bit him, he watches as Chris comes into view, he likes Chris, he doesn't know why but he doesn't want to hurt him.

"Hey bro, you don't bite people okay?" He speaks to him with a sharp voice, he growls lightly before lowering his head, he felt ashamed and angry at himself, his emotions had changed since being taken away from his home, even if Mike and Chris don't have the same body shape or hunger he has, he feels closure.

A voice he hasn't hear before made his raise his head, he growls and snaps his jaw as the figure walks past Chris, an uneasy look on his face.

"You okay man?" The voice asks Mike, another uneasy look on his face, he came close to him, his face became clear, everything is still red but their faces are clear, he can see the colour of their skin.

"How you doing Josh?"

That same name again, he tilts his head, he looks at their expressions, they look unhopeful, he just needed to know who this 'Josh' was and why they kept asking him, he wasn't Josh, he didn't remember who he was.

The name kept ringing and ringing in his mind, more memories opening up, this hurt him but he let the memories rush to him, some he remembered, some he didn't, he tried to recognize the boy in front of him, he was of colour, his voice was sweet, he liked this man.

He didn't attack, he just observed, the hungry he felt died down, the strength he held back, he watched them talk amongst each other, he was getting bored, he wanted to crawl around, he fiddled about working the chains, he managed to break the weak metal around his wrists and ankles, he crawled around the floor, ignoring the horrified gasps.

"Oh fuck!" The exclaimed together waiting for an attack, when it didn't come, they watched as he crawled around, they all radiated off guilt as they looked at him.

"Oh Josh.." Chris sniffled hiding the small tears that were currently running tracks down his cheeks, Mike looked away and the other man pursued his lips and looked with uncomfortable eyes.

He scaled the wall very nimbly, he liked moving around, he felt free, he felt happy, he didn't know what this emotion was but he wanted to have more.

The men watched closely, none of them wanting to move just incase, he jumps in front of them, he doesn't see them, he thinks they've left, he looks around the room, he jumps around, gleeful shrieks and hisses escape his mouth.

The man of colour moved slowly, he doesn't see, he still continues to jump and crawl around, the sudden noise of crashing attracts him, he looks behind him, a scared figure looks at him, he knows his face, he crawls towards him, he helps him up.

"Josh?" The man asks but doesn't get an answer.

"Matt you okay?" Mike shakes his shoulder in supportive way, the name he heard opens up another memory, now he knows who he is, Matt,Chris and Mike, he knew who they were but he didn't know who Josh was.

He jumped down from the ceiling, he wanted to talk to them, he had the sudden feeling to speak, he doesn't know if he has a voice, he uses Chris's voice to speak.

"M..a..t..t?" A part of his own voice comes out with Chris's voice, it makes it hoarse and croaky.

The boys freeze, in shock and surprise, he watches their movement, it seems still but theirs a few sudden moves.

"Josh?" Matt steps forwards and holds his hand out for him.

He sniffs the air first before taking his hand, its soft, he likes it but he still doesn't understand why they call him that.

"J..o..s..h?" He croaks out.

"That's you bro, you're Josh.." Chris's voice took over from Matt's.

He gives out a questioning hiss, as he looks at the men, his head had started to hurt him, a million memories rushing to him.

Thats when he snapped, he lets go of Matt's hand, accidentally cutting him, he grips his head as he shrieks, he gets onto his knees as he screams the place down, Chris, Matt and Mike try to calm him but nothing seems to work.

After a couple of minutes of screaming and shrieking, his eyes seem full of rage even when fully white, he lunges towards the men another roar like coming from his jaw.

He wasn't happy.