The Agreement

It was never supposed to be this way. I had it under control. The thumb pressing down on my vendetta. You stupid psychopath, what you done this time? Gone under your breath and scoured inside.

You could've just kept running. You let those legs fall apart now your knees and ankles and fibula and tibia and toes and stuff feel that generic pain. Got more painkillers you can take? I think you're running out soon. When they come for you again, you won't be able to run this time.

Now the contract is in play and we have to oblige. The consequences are dire if we fail in this prerogative. Understand me? I'm sending these signals to you non-stop but you can't seem to comprehend me. I've seen the abhorrent things they've done. They may do it to you too.

Yes, we cheated. We played the game and tried to use that loophole to win. They found out now they're after us. You summoned them from the other place, and now they've come for our blood. I knew our sacrifice wouldn't be enough. That stench still reeks out from the basement.

I found myself stuck in this endless repetition. Like I was spiraling down this hole and all my efforts just continued the cycle. My mind felt circular. I came back to the same thoughts I dreaded over and over.

They were clogging me. I could my voice being drowned out in the sea of endless sounds. Where was I going to end up at this rate? If I go on forever like this, surely there must be some end? I must eventually get so tired that I lay down and sleep.