An overhead light flickered on-and-off. The light resided in a small, decrepit room, aromatically stenched with the scent of mold; a moist coolness filtering throughout the air. The walls were clearly rugged; the once cool, maroon wallpaper was now dastardly to look upon. It was barely clinging onto the wall in some areas, and was completely barren in others, showing the darkened wood panels that lined the room from underneath. Within the room, flinging itself to and fro, was a small pest. The pest weighed only but a few ounces, and had two iridescent, flapping wings along its torso. The small beast was hurdling itself towards the light from above, giving no thought to any injuries it may receive upon its impact from the bulb. The small …show more content…
The world is in turmoil; people are at each-other’s throats, while the planet itself lay in decay. The trees are bleeding; the birds are no longer chirping. There is no happiness or kindness to be found -- or, at least, it seemed this way to Dimitri. Dimitri sat in a basement of an abandoned building and drank; something he had become quite fond of. As the booze laid to waste his body, his mind struggled to keep its grasp on reality. Dimitri’s body swayed from side-to-side as he drank; he couldn’t take control of himself. Above him, quite annoyingly, was an insect whose sound was very audibly heard. Dimitri looked up, and watched it for some time. After about ten minutes, Dimitri broke into a grin and burst out laughing:
“I see that I’m not alone, eh? You felt like joining me? Well, come on down here, buddy, and we can split this here drink.”
Nothing. No sound.
“You’re just going to ignore me like that, feller?”
The moth began to slowly descend.
“That’s about right. Come on now.”
The moth landed on the ground near Dimitri. Dimitri, putting his hand out, grasped the moth, and clenched his fist tightly.
“You see that, buddy? That’s what happens when you trust somebody: they fuck you up.”
The remains of the moth were tossed aside. Dimitri rose to his feet, and began to stumble about the room. He attempted to climb the stairs that led to the upper floor to no avail; he was too unsteady to be able to climb the stairs. He, instead, headed back
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“You don’t see it, do you? -- You and I are the same. Neither of us can control ourselves.”
Dimitri shook his head.
“Fuck, man, what the fuck did I take?” Dimitri stumbled back to the stairs, deciding the evacuate the situation.
“You’ll never be able to escape me, Dimitri. I AM you.”
Dimitri didn’t stop, and continued for the stairs. One, two, three: he made his way up. Finally, at the top, Dimitri paused and looked at himself. His arms were mutilated by the markings of scars and scabs, as was every other part of his body.
“I can’t… control myself… can I?” Dimitri sighed. “I’m just like him.”
Thoughts entered the chasms of Dimitri’s brain of Damien. Dimitri shook them off, and sighed once more.
“No. I’m not like that bastard: I’m perfectly fine as I am,” Dimitri growled and walked out.