Sanity

I hear some whispers.

I don't know what they mean but my instincts tell me to stay away from them. It all seems as if there is a wall of water between me and these whispers. Frightened by this unusual situation, I try to calm down and understand my situation completely.

- Okay, I better try to move, I hope that I am only dreaming it all.

I speak immediately trying to move my hands.

"Wh-what why doesn't he feel anything !?

Instead of the feeling of raising a hand, all he feels is emptiness. Frightened seriously on the verge of madness, he tries to keep the remains of peace and makes one last attempt. I'm trying to open my eyes. But before I had time to prepare for it, I felt pain. Probably the greatest pain I have felt in my entire life.

The whispers that had previously seemed beyond the water wall became audible. I had the impression that my head was throbbing as if something wanted to come out of it. My body tainted as if someone wanted to burn it, crush it and cut it into pieces and then put it back together, repeating over and over again.

-AAGAH !!!

I started to cry in pain, not understanding what situation I was in. Suffering from excruciating pain, the whispers began to consist of real words interspersed in a language that I understood and did not understand in one.

-Give up. This pain will go away once you accept my will, there is no point in resisting.

At that moment, while I was under torture, I understood the part of my mind responsible for rationally thinking that my pain was caused by the being that was speaking to me. Not understanding what he wanted from me, I knew only one thing. I cannot give up and I cannot trust the words of this being from hell.

In the midst of the screams in agony, I tried to gather all my remaining will, motivation, will to survive, and will to anger this being, and I began to focus on everything except those whispers because I suspected they were the main factor in my suffering. I tried to think about the happy times when I got my new computer, when I was spending a good time with my mother and about my small achievements in life and the most important thing is that I cannot die and I have to frustrate this creature with my resistance.

After an unknown time, I noticed that the whispers began to lose strength and the pain pressing against my body was weakening. Though my mind was also on the verge of collapsing, I gathered my last strength and began to suppress these whispers for the first time. In the course of this, the content of the words issued by this creature has changed ...

- It makes no sense, all you are doing is putting off time. Give up and your agony will end, you will be able to experience peace.

Hearing the content, I couldn't help but laugh madly and screamed at the top of my throat ...

-AHAHA no way !!! If I am to die, at least I want to make my death a suffering for you. I hate giving in to others like this. So I will fight to the end Ha Ha !!

Laughing madly and crying in constant pain, my consciousness began to blur, knowing it was most likely my end, and I was pushing for whispers with everything I had.

- Hehe you can call what I'm doing All In. Let it be that way.

With these words, I passed out. The first thing I saw when I woke up was the fog. The gray fog that made it envelop everything and contain secrets that no one knows. Bluntly staring at this scenery, I started to think.

- Was everything that happened before it was true? Who was this creature? Where am I? Most importantly, why am I alive, I remember losing consciousness during a fight.

Trying to find myself in this terrifying situation, I tried to collect everything that had happened before this twisted situation and what could have caused it.

-First, as always, I got up in the morning to go to school, nothing new and no wonder happened, the lessons were the same as always, nothing disturbing. Coming back from school, I thought to change the route to diversify my trip home. During this, I met a person who seemed hungry. Being in a good mood, because I got a 5 on a math test, I gave this person my uneaten lunch. When I was about to leave, this individual stopped me and presented me with a medal with strange letters as a gratitude. Confused, I took it based on my instincts because I had the impression that this locket is interesting. Then I came home and nothing new happened. The only thing was, I went to sleep with the medallion around my neck.

The more I thought about it, conflicting emotions grew in my heart.

" -Hah ... so this medallion really was something extraordinary." This only happened because I, Jack, was not careful and kept something given from a stranger close to me instead of selling it.

The more I thought about it, the more I didn't know whether to laugh at this absurd situation or cry over my bad luck. Trying to remove these unnecessary emotions, I continued to summarize my situation.

-Okay. First, the medallion was the catalyst for these events. Secondly, the role of the stranger in this act is unknown to me, I have to check it later. Third, when I woke up for the first time, some being was probably trying to take control of my psyche or completely replace me in a position I have no idea about. Then I passed out and woke up with no problems hearing those whispers, so probably and with very little chance, I somehow won. But I suspect it's something else as if this entity didn't really die because during the confrontation I had the feeling that I was struggling with what bit of consciousness of something much more terrifying.

Considering this, a cold sweat appeared on my back. What the hell was I fighting with and why. By pushing such frightening thoughts away, I made a decision.

-Okay, for now I will try to understand where it is located because 100% of it is not my home. As I stood up, I looked around.

I saw an endless horizon covered with the same gray fog that I saw at the beginning.

- Yeaah ... nothing but fog. It's a bit boring here, you couldn't even leave some place to sit here?

Immediately after I said this, the whole area started shaking. Frightened by this sudden phenomenon, I couldn't help but sarcastically ridicule.

-Really ? I was crying out more trouble? Only complain about the lack of seats! Sorry for being rude in your house mister or lady mist!

Regardless of my absurd statements, an old bronze table with ten high-backed chairs symmetrically arranged on both sides appeared before my eyes . The back of each chair was dazzling and glistened a little scarlet red, outlining the outlines of strange constellations different from reality. Not knowing what to think about what happened in front of my eyes, I simply gave up logical thinking in this space. By accepting this table and the seats in front of my eyes, I had only one problem.

-It's damn nice that there is a place to sit but it is as if it was created not for people, but Giants! Is the budget sufficient to create something so extravagant?

By making fun of the whole situation, I tried to cheer myself up. Without thinking too much, I walked over to the tallest chair and sat down on it without thinking. A strange connection appeared upon contact with this chair. It's hard to explain, it's like there is a thread between you and this space. But it was so small that it gave a rather illusory impression.

-How is this whole situation right? Ha ha .

Laughing though it sounded worse than crying, I summed up everything that had happened so far in one sentence. -Fuck! After this inspiring summary, I tried to use this connection with this space to find my way to my room and just forget about those moments. After waiting for a while I felt something similar to finding your significant other. Excitedly, I tried to connect to this feeling, it was not particularly difficult. The moment I made permanent contact, my vision faded again, my last thoughts were

-Shit!

Before I even opened my eyes, I felt my head throb with pain once again. Without thinking much, I got scared that it would all happen again. But after a while I realized that this pain is a hundred times weaker than what I had experienced before.

- Compared to the agony before that, it's a walk.

With that optimistic thought, I ignored the pain and opened my eyes, hoping to be in my room. Opening my eyes, the first thing that happened to me was heaven. At that moment, I knew that I was screwed up once again. The sky was dark covered with a few stars as if it were to herald the lack of hope for my Sisyphus efforts. I knew I was not on my planet. And I know I have no hope of returning home. Why? Because it's in a fucking book that I used to love to read, but I would never want to be in it because it mostly results in death in tragic circumstances or worse. This book is called Lord of Mysteries.