Arson stuff

[MommyKaylee]

I had heard rumors about a snake going around and talking amazing things to people, as a scientist I find this amazing so I go to look for it, after a few days I find it but it bit my in my hand, it went black almost as if it was burned, I don’t remember much after that all I know is that there are voices in my head telling me these wonderful things about fire and sacrifices. I must admit my head was throbbing at this point but I didn’t care; I was too interested in the story the snake was telling me, I tried to grab my notebook to write this all down but I couldn’t move, is it a dream? The snake’s voice changes to a deeper and more dark voice, it tells me about the gods of arson and gives me a torch. As I touch the torch my mind goes blank. I can’t think for myself, all I know is what I must do. Kill. I walk down the chamber hall,the flame on the torch warming my hand, the smoke clears and I see a struggling child tied to a pole. The fire on the torch seems to grow with excitement as I walk closer to the helpless child. the child looks at me with tear filled longing eyes and says “Please, I just want to go home” The fire almost speaks for me, my voice echoing through the chamber “silence, you will see your family soon” I barely have to move my arm, it’s almost like the fire has a mind of its on and the only thought on it’s mind is bloodlust. I hold the torch out as the flames lick the skin of the sacrifice he yells in pain “Spare the life of your own family” I shoot back "Your life is worth nothing compared to the arson gods’’ the pit of coal under the crying child lights and the flame walks up the pole he screams louder but it’s blocked out by a voice in my head, it’s the fire "well done, the arson gods will enjoy this’’ I nod my head with a blank expression, I felt no remorse doing this as it was what the arson gods wanted. The body is in ash and the flame is almost out, I hold out the torch and the fire jumps on and roars with heat and anger. As I’m walking out of the chamber I hear another voice, it’s the arson gods ''you have served us well… ‘’ I stop and thank them for being there for me when my family of simple sacrifices could not, and as I do I feel more powerful. I go to my house where my family of sacrifice’s once lived, almost like instinct I reach out my hand and the house is struck with energy from above, it lights on fire and I laugh for the rest of the night while the city, my house, my mind and me get consumed by the lovely flames. I have been laying in this hot blanket of flames for years… I open my eyes and don’t see any flame, I don’t see anything at all for that matter, but I stand up in the dark with nothing on my mind, I can’t smell the ash or feel the heat, I can’t even taste the raging bloodlust anymore, it’s peaceful. I checked my watch and my eyes that I thought were gone open, it’s been 17 years. I think back to what I had done, snake, the gods, my family and myself. I snap back in a rush and look around but all I see is white. the lights on the roof feel like they are burning my eyes, not in the way that i used to once enjoy, it hurts. My mind clears and I try to get up but I’m strapped to a bed, it’s hard to see as everything is white, the walls, the floor and the bed. I sit my head up but my limbs are strapped to the table. I look to the right of me and there is me, it’s a mirror, I see myself, my long black hair, my burned face and my schored black hand. I look closer to the mirror and see movement, it’s not me, it’s coming from behind the mirror. I’m starting to doubt that it’s even a mirror. The room is so quiet. The silence is so loud it hurts my ears. The invisible noise flares as I hear footsteps behind me, a man in a white coat walks into my room, the memory’s start flooding back, my job, my boyfriend, my home, my family, my city and me. I start to cry as the white coated man walks closer to me and reaches out. my arm feels a sudden pain, the white coat man walks out of the room. My arm burns, this piercing pain, I feel a coldness rushing through my veins and my arm turns numb, the cold crawls up my face and sits there, at this point it has covered my whole body, with my face being the only thing left that I can feel. The emptiness drowns my face and I try to scream but it can’t be heard, I can’t even hear it, this ringing in my ears is overwhelming, the straps that are holding me to this table feel more tight. I take a deep breath hoping it will be ok but it all goes black… I can see nothing but nothing is not there. I try to move but I have no body, I try to think but I have no mind. All these things that I have done have brought me here, Face to face with the gods I once worshiped. They don’t look welcoming anymore. The warmth of all the love and mutual trust I once felt has left the body I used to possess when I lived. I search for a shard of remorse that might resonate deep inside me but there is nothing for me to search, I don’t feel scared anymore. I don’t feel anything.

[Fleetway]

Kaylee Rose Faust OH my God.
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[] - Jinx - []

Kaylee Rose Faust this, wow yes