Soul train

Freak

I ran until I couldn't. In front of me was another. Deep inside it's eyes resided my deepest memories of depression. It kept it's cold glaze on me as I broke down in fear and the memories. Suddenly blood spewed out from my mouth. It splattered across the grass as I stared in horror. I kept on gushing out blood and was bound to the ground. I couldn't scream or speak to anyone. The area around me went dark as I desperately tried to rise. I looked forwards to see the beast still staring at me. This time it's head was filled to the brim with memories. Agony descended upon me as I watched the mememories enlarge. Now I couldn't turn my head back or move at all. I was obligated to watch in fear as The creature spouted out my memories from within it's snowy fur. My tears Sano deep within the darkness that resided beneath me and the beast. Suddenly four stone walls emerged from all around me. My head twisted to face up and I saw all of my memories play out like a film. Next to me sat my ex. She was holding onto some popcorn as her face crumpled up. I remembered this moment but why was I crying. According to my memory it was a romance movie. Instead it was me holding a gun to my head as I clenched my eyes shut. The gun then dropped as my mother walked into the room in tears. I shut my eyes as I watched my mother embrace me. I didn't want to witness this. As I slowly opened my eyes, I was met by my girlfriend eerily smiling at me with wide red eyes. She grew pale and collapsed onto the crimson floor of the cinema. I tightly held a knife in my hand. As the blood began to drip, the realisation came. I didn't remember this however. I remembered leaving the cinema normally. f**k. This couldn't be true. I shrieked in pain as I woke up in a hospital bed. "You've been in a coma for 4 days so rest" said the old lady. Suddenly, I was transferred to the soul train. "I apologize to you for that" said the God. "That's the beast fenrir, it was recently released from it's prison". I was angered. Why the f**k did it target me. Was it because of this shitty god. All of my misfortunes throughout these months have been because of he or her. However against all my thoughts, I stayed quiet. I bit my tongue and returned into the real world. My eyes were glued open as I stared at the ceiling. I thought of who I should believe in. Myself or the beast. Did that happen or not. Why was I doubting myself. These questions were interrupted as I passed out. I woke up the next day and was discharged. The troops had killed the herds with their quick triggers after I passed out from shock. The next day, I was discharged. I stepped into the flat with my head hung low in shame. I went to the old man and asked him if he could send me into the room. "No, I've decided to run a test on your mental state now what did you see". I was angered by this and declined to give him an answer. "Answer me now or else I'll s*******r you" he said in a threatening manner.

"I saw a movie with my ex but instead of the movie that I remember, it was my childhood memories of depression" I answered against my will.

"Is that it?" he asked raising an eyebrow. I nodded and stepped out of the room. I scrubbed the flat with my head down and as soon as I finished, I was teleported to the room. There, a small phone laid. On it there was a note that read. You'll be here for 10 hours, if you get tired, you can watch the video of your depression. I stared in disgust of the old man's idea. How could he do this after I told him about it. I started lifting weights and lasted for five hours without getting tired. I realised that the weights reset but now they got heavier quicker. The light shone upon my glands of sweat as I huffed and puffed. I tried to drop the weights but for some reason couldn't. I started shaking uncontrollably to try get them off but to no avail. Suddenly a warning flashed. Red and blue lights played out as I tumbled to the ground and started twitching. I struggled to breathe but they quickly stopped somehow, I was still awake and alive. I'd just had a seizure so how was this possible. Was this a punishment for passing out while on a mission. I started lifting the weights again for 30 minutes until I gave in. I dropped the weights somehow and just before I reached for the phone I realised that my hands were free now. I could rest. Suddenly the lights flashed again but this time it was my memories but red and blue. I shook on the ground as I slowly stopped breathing. I stared at the ceiling as I broke down again. Suddenly, I was back in the real world. I rushed to find the old man and asked, "Why the f**k would you do that!". He looked at me confused and asked, "What?". I grabbed him by the collar and asked him again. "I have no Idea what you're talking about" he responded releasing my grasped. I stared at him then went in the elevator. I clicked the highest floor and went out at the roof. I raised a knee and went on the ledge. The soft breeze blew my head forwards as I looked down at the city. Night lights were scattered and cars drove around. I told myself, might as well jump. I felt an impact against my back and blacked out. I rose up again. Below me a distorted figure laid in a pool of it's own blood. I quickly figured out that it was me. People surrounded the corpse but no one dared to step in my blood. In front of me stood the soul train God.

"You'll be revived soon, however you'll have as long as the train reaches it's station to live, and if it doesn't or you don't manage to reach your goal you'll both die". It was then, I saw myself walking into my corpse as I returned. My eyes slowly opened. I had difficulties breathing and when I lifted my arm up it fell again. I kept on shuffling around, trying desperately to rise as the ambulance arrived. I tried to raise my hand one last time as I was put onto the stretcher to no avail. I blacked out. I opened my eyes as I saw a bright light. I had bandages covering my whole body and could barely move. Several tubes were attached to me. A nurse entered the room and was shocked to see me awake. She quickly ran out and a doctor quickly entered the room. "You were found on the pavement and somehow survived falling off the D.H.O skyscraper. Your whole body was harmed as a result you'll have to stay here for a while. I just stared at him as I remembered the sensation. It was a nightmare. Strangers stared at me as I tried to rise and the feeling of dread. I never wanted to experience that again. Over the next 3 weeks I was fed through the tube and watched as many channels documented what happened. They labelled it as a miracle that I'd survived the fall. After this ended they removed the bandages. I stared at my face. My lips were thin and pale. When I smiled it stretched ear to ear and my eyes were smaller. My iris was white but I still somehow retained my sight. My hair was now much shorter than before and my skin was pale. I was discharged but put on a lot of medication. I didn't want to return to the organisation so I stayed in the streets. I had gotten my hand on a gun for self defence in case someone tried to attack me. I spent months living on the little money I received from the one mission I did and robbing people. One day I was confronted by a man seemingly in his forties. He leaped at me and beat me. As he was leaving, I slowly got up and shot at him. Two witnesses were halted as the saw the man desperately gasp for air. I guessed he thought I was a beggar since he'd robbed me. I then realised that I was actually hurt. Before I had higher durability. However I had no time for these thoughts since I had to run. I climbed up as I heard sirens in the distance. Police quickly followed me up and I was surrounded. I was arrested and awaited the day where I had to go to court. The man had survived and appeared. I wasn't able to buy a lawyer. I was facing up to 20 years if I didn't make it out. Suddenly someone barged through the door.

"I'll let you out if you come back" said the man. I nodded as I didn't want to be locked up. The trial was continued and I was scheduled for another court hearing. I was given the possibility to be bonded out as I was also attacked. A few days later, I was released. I was greeted by the same man and the Secretary. "We'll be taking you back" said the mysterious man. He turned back and walked away as his dreads swung side to side. They drove me up to the building which was basically around the corner. I looked at the building. It had been 3 months since I'd been there. I got out of the black Honda and stood out. I was scared to step back in. What would they say. Would they think of me as a freak.