Disoriented Tune

"You are looking nice," she said.
"Bah, it's just an old shirt I have been wearing too long. But when I think about it, I can't remember when I actually put it on or bought it."
"That's weird, well maybe your mom got it for you, right?"
...That was the only thing I had in my mind.
My mom...I have no memories of her, strangely. It fades out. There's nothing there. Only a strange scent, but it gives me a home feeling. It's so strange. Home? My home is here. It has always been here. The more answers I get, the more questions I get. Where am I? Who am I? What am I really doing here?
For a minute or so, everything went normal. But those images keeps flashing through my head. A TV with just some static, a woman crying, and three kids running away.
It keeps going over in my head. Her scream. Nothing makes sense anymore. The world keeps turning upside down. What is going on? Every time I ask myself a question, the surroundings keeps changing. The sky turns red. The skyscrapers keeps getting taller. They all have corporate logos on them.
It all gets spinny.
It gets dark. Suddenly I keep hearing buzzing for no reason. They want you. They need you. Binaries keeps popping into my head, I see the numbers. The binaries suddenly change into three numbers repeating after themselves.
731 731 731 731 731 731
An old computer pops up in front of me. There's a message on the screen.
"Are you trying to leave?"
I just stare at the screen. "Why do you want to leave?"
I see a keyboard next to me, I grab it but it has no wires connected to it.
I feel the urge for answers and my fingers start typing: "What is this place?".
"This is your home."
A curse word escapes right out of my mouth. "It has always been, remember?"
Remember, remember, remember. That word doesn't mean anything to me. Since I can't remember why am I here.
"You were happy, why don't you go back to being happy".
No.
"I created this place for you. Be happy".
I kept staring at the screen. What the hell is going on?! This didn't make any sense.
"GET ME OUT OF HERE!" I screamed.
The screen had a new message but the letters were written with blood. More like with fingers.
I looked closely and it stood: HELL IS SOON GOING TO BREAK LOOSE!!!
When I was done reading that, pictures of massacres, people in pain, blood all over their faces. They kept screaming "HELP US!, HELP US!"
I was back in the room with the old computer. This the PC was dead. The screen was black. But as I raised my head, I saw something terrifying on the white wall.
"RUN BEFORE THEY KILL YOU ALL" There was just blood everywhere. My heart stopped beating when i spotted two eyes above the message.
They disappeared soon after I gave it eye contact.
I woke up. I found myself sitting on the couch. With my old gameboy color and Pokémon Red inserted. I saw that my character was in Lavender town and kept hearing the tune. It was so bizarre, it felt like I had been having that tune in my dream the whole time. My legs were sleeping so I had to struggle to get myself up from the couch. I went to the kitchen. A black ghost was staring at me for 2 seconds before it vanished. I thought it was just my brain playing tricks on me.
1998 July 23 - Kazuma Kaito killed 11 children in his school with his own hands. He had been trying to rip their eyes off. When the police found Kazuma in the janitor's room they could hear him saying: "The end is near. It won't go away. Make it go away."
Kazuma was asked by a psychiatrist what he wanted to go away. Kazuma replied: "The black ghost."
The psychiatrist asked Kazuma what the ghost wanted from him. He then said: "It wants us to be afraid."
"From what?" the psychiatrist asked. "They want to take over the-" Kazuma started strangling himself, as the psychiatrist tried to pull away his hands from his neck, the psychiatrist could hear him saying with a low voice but struggling to say: "The ord-.. they are-... take ove-..."
That was Kazuma's last words after he passed away. Three seconds later the security guards stormed the room. Only to find they were too late and that the psychiatrist was shocked.
The police went through the security tape. When the police looked at the unusual case, nothing seemed wrong, but at closer inspection they noticed something terrifying and breathtaking.
When the hands turned against Kazuma, his facial expression looked surprised and his eyes were aimed at the wall behind the psychiatrist. His hands aggressively rushed towards his neck as if someone else was strangling him.
Like a third person being in that room. Kazuma wasn't really trying to strangle himself. He was fighting for his life. He was silenced. The truth was still safe.
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