Mercy's Demise

Why is everyone so joyful, so...colorful? Even though I have a wonderful family, a wonderful life even, it still feels like I'm missing something. Not like a toy, money, or something hand held; but something like a memory. Something is missing, there is no doubt about it. I wake up screaming from nightmares about it, there is always this boy. He is standing over me but then it all goes dark, I'm almost consumed by darkness.

My mom is hovering over me, with this worried face and tears in her eyes. Even though she looks so upset, she looks as pretty as always. She has this pretty brown skin and these blue, bright eyes. I remember she shaved her hair because she never had time to brush and clean it. She works most of the day, every day but she's always made time for me. But I don't remember what happened to make her so upset, to be honest. Maybe it was another nightmare, or maybe something else. My mom is always full of worry, it's what she does best I think. "We live in an over populated area with a lot of bad guys." she always told me, when I asked to go out by myself.

Now that I think about it, I've never seen outside of my neighborhood. I tried speaking to my mom but she just said that we would another time. As a little kid, I'd do anything for the chance to go find out more about the land we live on. I haven't heard a lot about it. But even if I had, I would still like to see it for myself! Either way though, I learned quickly that it was a hope that I might never see fulfilled.

"Darling?" my mom called.

"Yes mother?"

"How would you like to," she paused, "..go outside further today?"

"Whoa! Really?" I beamed out.

She just nodded, I giggled to myself as I jumped out of bed. I added a little hop to my step as I ran over to my dresser and picked out my best pair of clothing. I was looking the best I could for this once in a lifetime event! I put my brown hair in two low pigtails and did a little spin in my gray dress. My mom grabs my pale skinned hand and we head out. She took me to the most beautiful field ever. I picked some flowers for my mom, the flowers were all colors and all different types. Roses, buttercups, asters, begonias, and many others. It was the most beautiful thing I've ever witnessed. Yet, everything good must end at some point.

I don't know how it happened, or what truly happened. It just went blank and I just remember hearing my mom's scream. It wasn't like my waking scream after my repeating nightmares. It was more of a terrified tone. I felt hands over my arms and a pinch on my arm, then I blacked out. I just remember waking up, just like after a terrible dream.

Actually, at least I think this all happened, I'm not actually sure. All I remember is that I had a caring mother while my dad wasn't there anymore. Whether he was killed, kidnapped, or just left, is out of my knowledge. I wish I knew more about myself, but because I don't, I make it all up. Just like a dream, a good...no, a perfect dream. One where I can be happy, one where I didn't have to be alone. The clock hits 3 am and my dreams of a life I may have previously had, are ruined once more. 'I hate this place, I want out. I want my dreams.'

I walk down a hallway, one that seems so distant yet so close. It's like I remember it, even though I know it's the first time I've walked it. It is a dirty, grayish-brown that has doors off of both sides of the walls. Each end of the hallway has one door. Every room has a sign on it with blood written names. Mine is different. Mine has 'test PERFECT' written beautifully with a little flower by it. I have the "dorm" at the one end and I figure the other girls have the others. As I pass the dorms, I hear screams, cries, and pleas. I couldn't help but wonder what was going on. The only thing that was keeping me from opening a door were the words, 'Curiosity killed the cat.'

I gently pushed open the door that read 'test room', I braced myself for the worst. I was expecting some weird woman standing there, with bloodshot eyes, in a maid dress. But no. I opened the door to a man sitting at a desk in a room that looks like it never ends. The floor is checkered and there seems to be no walls. The man looks like he holds all the power, like he controls this hell hole. He smirks at me as I slowly shut the door behind me. I hear it click, locking by itself.

"Hello 'Test Perfect', glad you were on time. We wouldn't have wanted you to be late. You must be wondering what I want with you. Or maybe how you got here? That will all be revealed very soon. You'll get your perfect ending.."