THE SONG IN THE DARK
Jack's point of View I do not know how long I walked. It felt like a long time. I was just. Walking and I did not pay attention to the time. The walking just seemed to go on. I was walking for a time I think, because I was not really thinking about the time I was just thinking about my walk. Time felt really off in this place. The sky was always the same. There was no sun to shine during the day and no night to sleep. It was that dark sky with all these weird symbols floating around all the time. These symbols never seemed to rest. The sky was always like that with these symbols floating there never changing, never going away. The black ceiling, with all these floating symbols was always there it never slept. My body felt it though. It really wanted to. So it seemed. My legs feel really tired. They are dragging. My head feels very heavy. It is getting harder and harder to take a step. The hunger is burning inside me then it starts to feel like an ache. My eyes keep closing by themselves. I really needed to rest. My body was feeling very tired. I needed to rest. I came across a spot, between some twisted trees where the ground went down low it was like the world had just stopped caring about that place. The air was really quiet. There were no growls. There were no footsteps. All I could hear was the hum of the sky. I sat down. That is when everything started to feel really calm. I was sitting down. I lay then. I will just close my eyes I whispered to myself. For a minute I want to rest. My eyes feel really heavy. I need to close them for a little while. I am going to close my eyes and I will just rest for a minute. The ground was really cold. I did not care about that. I pulled my arms close to my body. I breathed very slowly. The ground was cold against me. I was okay, with that. In. Out. I was almost asleep when I heard the noise. The noise woke me up. I was sleeping well. Then I heard the noise. It was the noise that woke me up. A sound. Soft. Slow. Singing. I opened my eyes. It was a normal thing to do but it felt kind of weird this time. My eyes were open now. I could see everything, around me. The room was much the same as it always was. I was looking at the ceiling. It was white just like it is supposed to be. My eyes were open. That was it. At first I thought I was dreaming. The sound floated through the trees like smoke. It was not loud. The sound pulled at me. The sound made my chest feel tight in a way. The sound was really getting to me. I pushed myself up. Then I followed the thing. Carefully. The trees got thinner and thinner until they opened up into a clearing. A soft pale light was shining there it was really gentle and warm not like those blue screens at all. The pale light in the clearing was a change, from the harsh blue screens. That is when I saw the people. Creatures. They were nothing like the ruin hound. These creatures were small. They had eyes and long ears. The bodies of these creatures shimmered faintly like the moonlight that you see on water. These creatures moved slowly. They moved peacefully circling something that was, in the center of the area where they were. Her. The woman stood with her feet bare in the grass. She was standing there without any shoes on feeling the grass beneath the womans feet. The grass was soft and cool, on the womans skin. Her hair was red I mean really red. Not the kind of red you see every day. It was deep and bright like when the sun shines on fire. Her hair fell down her back, in waves. It looked like it was glowing. Her skin was not too pale or too dark it was just smooth. It looked nice like it was glowing too. It looked like her skin belonged here like it was meant to be this way. Her hair it was really something this red hair of hers. The woman had on a simple dress. It was made from leaves and threads. This dress was very strange because the leaves and threads moved around like they were alive. The leaves and threads of the dress seemed to be moving all the time. The woman was singing a song. She had a voice when she was singing. The woman kept on singing. I totally forgot to breathe. It is like my body just stopped doing what it is supposed to do. I forgot to breathe. My breathing just. I forgot to breathe. Her voice was not loud. The music teacher voice was really powerful. The music teacher voice wrapped around the creatures. It calmed the creatures. The creatures leaned toward the music teacher, like children who are listening to a story that their mother is telling them. She wasn’t human. The moment I saw her eyes I knew it. Her eyes really got to me. I mean the moment I saw her eyes that was it, for me. They were gold. Not glowing. Just… gold. I took a step closer to the thing that was in front of me. The thing was really interesting. I wanted to see it up close. I mean the thing that caught my attention was the thing I took a step closer, to. CRACK. The sound was loud in the quiet clearing. A branch snapped under my foot. That was really scary. The branch made a noise when it snapped. I was walking on the branch. It just snapped under my foot. Everything just stopped. The music just stopped. The singing died instantly. There was no sound all. The singing was really gone. The creatures lifted their heads and their eyes got wide. The air, in the room changed it became sharp and really tense. The girl turned around. She was looking at something. The girl was really looking at something now. The girl turned to see what it was. Her eyes met mine. I saw her eyes and they looked at me her eyes were looking into my eyes. For one second we just looked at each other. Fear showed up on her face. She looked really scared. The fear was very clear, on her face. The woman moved fast. She was moving at a quick pace the woman was. The woman did not waste any time the woman moved fast. She made a soft whistling sound and the creatures, around her ran away. She quickly turned around. Started running and then she was gone into the trees with the creatures just like smoke disappears in the wind. The creatures and she were really fast they just vanished into the trees. "No wait " I said, I was starting to panic. I took a step forward without thinking about what I was doing. I just stepped forward without thinking. I said to them in a voice "I will not hurt you." I also told them "I promise that I will not hurt you " and I really meant it when I said that I will not hurt you. My voice was really quiet, in the clearing. It sounded funny because it was bouncing off the trees. My voice echoed weakly in the clearing it was of scary. I did not get any answer. The light faded away. The grass did not look so green anymore it was all dimmed. The whole place felt really empty again like something was missing from the place. I was standing there all by myself my heart was pounding hard. I had not even reached for my knife. I did not want to. The screen flickered at the edge of my vision. I just did not pay attention to it. The screen was doing this thing where it would flicker. I tried to focus on what was, in front of me and not think about the screen. I slowly lowered myself down to the ground. The ground was where I ended up after I did that. I was, on the ground now because I had slowly lowered myself to the ground. She was real I whispered to myself. I am not losing my mind the woman I saw was real. Something about this girl stayed with me. The song she sang. The way all these animals trusted her. The way she looked at me. Like I was the person even though I felt like the weakest thing, in this world. I have been here for a while now. This is the first time I did not feel scared. The feeling of fear is what I have had since I got here. Now I feel something different. This new feeling is a change, from the usual fear that I have been feeling. Fear is what I knew. Now I know something else and that something else is not fear. Curiosity. And something else. This world wasn’t just monsters and death. This thing had secrets. The secrets were hidden inside it. What kind of secrets did it have? The thing had lots of secrets. And maybe… people like her. I lay back on the ground again. The exhaustion finally won out. I was so tired that I could not do anything. The ground was hard beneath me. I did not care about that now. I just wanted to rest. My body felt heavy, with exhaustion the exhaustion that had been following me for a while now this exhaustion. As my eyes closed one thought stayed with me. If a place like this could create something that beautiful that is really something to think about. A place, like this is able to make something that's really beautiful. The thing that this place created is very beautiful. It could destroy the thing that's important to me just as easily as it could destroy me. The thing that is important to me is, at risk because it could be destroyed. And somewhere in the dark trees, I knew she was watching.Latest Chapter
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THE SONG IN THE DARKJack's point of View I do not know how long I walked. It felt like a long time. I was just. Walking and I did not pay attention to the time. The walking just seemed to go on. I was walking for a time I think, because I was not really thinking about the time I was just thinking about my walk.Time felt really off in this place. The sky was always the same. There was no sun to shine during the day and no night to sleep. It was that dark sky with all these weird symbols floating around all the time. These symbols never seemed to rest. The sky was always like that with these symbols floating there never changing, never going away. The black ceiling, with all these floating symbols was always there it never slept.My body felt it though.It really wanted to. So it seemed.My legs feel really tired. They are dragging. My head feels very heavy. It is getting harder and harder to take a step. The hunger is burning inside me then it starts to feel like an ache. My eyes
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NO SAFE ZONEJack's point of View I did not move for a long time.I just stood there staring at the place where the ruin hound had died. The ground was still dark, with the ruin hounds blood. My hands would not stop shaking.I did something. I killed something. The thing I killed is gone because of me. I am the one who killed the thing.Not by being strong. Not by being skilled.By being desperate.My shoulder really hurt it felt like it was, on fire. Every time I took a breath the pain moved through my chest. The blue screen just sat there quietly like it was waiting for me to fall over again.I looked down at myself. I saw my body and my own clothes. My eyes were looking at my hands and my feet. I was looking at myself.My shirt was torn. It was really bad. Blood got over the fabric of my shirt. My legs felt very weak. They felt like they might give out on me at any second. My legs were like that because of the blood, from my shirt.I looked at my status to see what it says. My sta
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Player ZeroJack's point of View That is probably why they chose me. I think that is the reason they picked me. They must have thought I was the person, for this so that is probably why they chose me.That night started like every night. It was really quiet and dark outside. The night felt much like all the other nights that had come before it the night.The ground under me was concrete. There was cardboard all around. I could hear the sound of cars going fast overhead. It sounded like they were all in a hurry to get somewhere. I was lying under the bridge with my backpack held tight to my chest. This backpack had everything I owned in it. I had two shirts that I wore all the time. I also had one pair of socks with a hole, in the heel. Then there was a bottle that was half filled with water.. I had a phone that was cracked and had not worked in months. The bridge was my home now. My backpack was all my stuff.My stomach hurt. This was nothing, for me. The feeling of hunger does not
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No One Notices the WeakJack's point of View People think that being homeless means you are a person.. That is not what being homeless is like. Being homeless is about the person who's homeless, like the homeless person and what they are going through. The homeless person is not always loud that is just what people think.People think that homeless individuals beg all the time. People think that homeless individuals shout at others. Homeless individuals are thought to smell bad on purpose. That they choose to live like this.The truth is, you learn to be quiet. I think that is what happens when you are, around people all the time. You figure out that it is better to be quiet and listen. The truth is, you learn to be quiet because it's easier that way. You do not have to worry about saying something when you are quiet. The truth is, you learn to be quiet and it becomes a part of who you're.You have to fold yourself up small so that you do not bother anyone. You have to sit still for
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