Melanie's pov:
we were silently walking in the dense forest covering the island until Seth started humming a different song this time.
Seth had changed the song she was humming and Katy dared to ask her what it was now.... I really don't know how to feel about this.
I can't even remember how it started.
A nagging voice.
My normal then departed from me.
Primal urges spiriting my sense away,
Foggy glimpses of the girl I used to be.
Preyed upon by the lowest of society,
They're parasitic,
Demanding your conformity.
Pushing limits,
Things are gonna get real ugly.
Ripping through the last shreds of my humanity.
I'm not but a shadow of what I was,
And I'm Hellbent and headed for you.
Surely you've realized that there's no way out of this alive;
Close your eyes,
'Cause it's time for you to:
Go To Sleep.
Climbing through your window pane,
I'm creeping closer,
Can you hear me?
Go on, mock me, say I'm insane;
But it's you who's caught in my game.
Cat and mouse,
A lovely circle.
Watch your tongue,
Those words are hurtful.
Hush now, won't you stay a while?
Join me with a painted smile.
Tragic faces stationed at my bedside
warm embraces hollow on the inside
and their eyes betray them
widening with fear and worry
fuses burn down
and my vision becomes blurry
liars always fill me with this unchained fury
carve this face into there darkest memories
cause that's just showbiz
this is a divine comedy
ready action
pray that you're fast enough to flee
I'm not entirely unsympathetic
So I'll give you the count until three
Surely you've realized that there's no way out of here alive;
Close your eyes,
'Cause it's time for you to:
Go To Sleep.
Climbing through your window pane,
I'm creeping closer,
Can you hear me?
Go on, mock me, say I'm insane;
But it's you who's caught in my game.
Cat and mouse,
A lovely circle.
Watch your tongue,
Those words are hurtful.
Hush now, won't you stay awhile?
Join me with a painted smile
Patience is a virtue when you're working on a masterpiece
and tolerance is valued when you're working on a living canvas
Stitch my words into tender flesh
This grin will stay forever fresh
Don't be lonely, Don't be jealous
Your turn's coming
How could I forget?
Still awake?
Not for long
Climbing through your window pane,
I'm creeping closer,
Can you hear me?
Go on, mock me, say I'm insane;
But it's you who's caught in my game.
Cat and mouse,
A lovely circle.
Watch your tongue,
Those words are hurtful.
Hush now, won't you stay awhile?
Join me with a painted smile.
it felt as if some of those lyrics told a story but not all but I couldn't place them, as if I had the pieces of the puzzle but missed the most important parts to be able to finish it.
"stop asking stuff before she gets annoyed at us being noisy" I whispered to Katy. "are you alright?" I asked Stacy that was behind us.
"yeah.... scared"
"I get you"
"we'll stay here for now~"I looked back at Seth pointed at a house that was starting to be seen between the trees.
it was old and all but a house none the least.
she kind of half threw Meg on the dusty couch before turning to us.
"stay here~ in this room~ I'll get food~"
aaaaand she left, I stared after her, her black hair swaying in the wind as she disappeared between the trees.
"Melanie? why are you staring?" I shook my head and clocked the creaking door.
"no reason, not trusting her" I blurred out because when I had no fucking idea why I was staring at Seth.
we stayed in the room, it was a small living room and kitchen in one, all was good until Katy walked to the stairs and started going upstairs.
"what are you doing? she said to stay here!" I said with Stacy but we followed, the upstairs had three rooms, two were filled with rests of furniture and the last one was really small, only big enough to maximum fit three bed in it, there was a mattress on the left with barely anything of a blanket left and to the right was a half destroyed bed side table with a few things resting on it.
we all looked at each other in confusing, the few things were one scalpel, a wooden box, a picture frame laying on its face down, a necklace and earrings in an old plastic bag and finally a scrambled rubix cube.
nothing had any sort of connection with the next object.
"Katy no" she flipped up the image, surprising us, it was a child Seth with a woman and man, her family, the glass covering was shattered.
"Katy stop" she reached towards the box and opened it, we heard a few notes from a song showing it was a music box before a crisped and tense hand slammed down and closed it.
I looked shakily over my shoulder, Seth was back it seems, all her body looked tensed up, hair covering her eyes and an angry frown on her face.
"w-we ju--" "get out before I end you!!!" she yelled, cutting me off, we fast ran out and she slammed the door close.
we walked down stair to see some meat in a pot in a sort of meat soup and more on a frying pan.... ignoring all the blood and the body of a deer hanging out of the window.... I felt bad for snooping around, she even made us the food and we weren't capable of doing as asked in her own house.
Seth's pov:
I went out to get food, I walked over to the place I knew the islands deer live to stay and quietly got closer before throwing my axe at the young one.
I smiled and grabbed the antler of the deer and pulled it behind me to my house and quickly went in and out to get stuff without looking up, they are so scared they made no sounds.... hehehe good.
I cut the animal out and threw what was not used half way throw the window, I assume they can't cook so I'll do the cooking to.
believe it or not I have a small garden! I pulled out carrots and potatoes from the ground and used the barely working outside sink to clean them and feel the pot.
I put the pot and stuff on the stove and faced........ the empty living room? I thought they were silent of fear.... where are they?
I looked around outside before my eyes widened and my hold on my axe tightened in anger as I walked upstairs and to my room, I slammed my hand over the box they dared to open.
"w-we ju--" "get out before I end you!!!" I yelled and it was so hard to hold myself back from not jumping at them.
I slammed the door shut by throwing my axe at it, the blade stabbing deep in the room as I grabbed my hair tight in one hand and had the other holding my jaw in a way that my thumb was under my jaw but the rest of my fingers were in my mouth as I fell to my knees.
"don't kill them.... you can't kill them.... you made a deal..." I shakily and quietly said, grabbing on tight and even biting my own hand, trying to keep myself from breaking a deal, I'd have lied and I hate liars!!!
I groaned loudly as I opened my mouth to let my hand free after I tasted my own blood in my mouth and stood up, the urge of having they blood slash one the ground around their dead bloody body crumbling slowly.
I looked at my night stand, the scalpel was the one I first cut up someone, this box was one of the things I got from both parents.... one of the only thing, we weren't rich so I held this close to my heart, I looked at the picture frame and slammed it back down how it was before they flipped it up, breaking the glass more, that was what my mom was the necklace and earrings wearing when I silence the annoying noise she was making and I found this cube here.
I picked up the box and the cube and sat cross legged on the mattress with my back to the wall.
I had both objects in my lap, I set the wooden music box down next to me and flipped the cover up after having have reset the mechanism and turned my attention to the cube.
I twisted it right, left, up and down, filling out the faces and lines of colour, this helped me calm down but I didn't know how to finish the last line and cube face.
I stared at the partially finished cube in my hands and threw it across the room with anger, it made a small thud noise when it hit the wall and fell on the ground.
I leaned back with a sigh, head against the wall, listening to the quiet and soft tune, closing my eyes and letting every trouble, every annoyance fades out of existence, drowned out by the music of my childhood music box.