Kirsten
November 27th, 2005, 04:05 AM
((ok, this is really weird, and im bored so i decided to post a short...well, we can call it a "story"...it doesnt make much sense, but here it is))
Since I started practicing with my “sight beyond sight”, I’ve really wondered of the kind of things that happens in this world. Some of them are really disturbing, I must say. Look at this, for example. I was just sitting there, in the middle of nowhere, with a bored squirrel as my only companion. And the squirrel was there because of the peanuts I was eating, not because of her tender heart. And then, I see this odd man walking down the street. He was just… well, walking, but there was something about him that looked pretty odd. I think it must have been the enormous, white, half-transparent animal that was walking just behind him. It looked just like a huge (very huge!) lame lamb, the size of an elephant, eyes gouged out, and long legs that seemed to be apparently broken, because the animal had his feet in a very unnatural position, just as if walking with the bare bone. Well, legs were not the only unnatural about that thing. The oddest thing, I must say, was that the man was not completely unaware of the horror that was walking by his side. Even the squirrel turned its little head, and with a squeak of horror, it ran right to the other side.
I must confess that I was fascinated with that thing… because it was there, in the middle of a crowded street, and nobody was looking at it. They even moved to a side to allow the thing to pass, but they didn’t even realized it!
What was that? And why was that thing following that man? My curiosity was growing. Well, there was something about the man too. He was… nervous. Looking back now and then. Little sweat drops wetted his face. But he was not looking at the lamb. Not directly. But he knew he was being followed… So, I turned on my “sight beyond sight” and stared at the man. I had to know what was wrong with him. And I almost screamed. That man had dozens of awful images in his head… of mutilated, raped, and murdered women and children. His mind was like a museum of horrors… boiling with blood and gore. It was nightmarish. But among all of those images… there it was. It looked like a pet bunny in the beginning, but with every scream of horror of every victim, it grew a bit more. And a bit more. And a bit more. And it was following him, always, wherever he went, there it was. Terrible as the sins he had committed.
I was amazed. That lamb was literally eating the pain and suffering of his victims. The lamb was always there, whether he knew it or not. And its presence was powerful.
But something happened. While I was following the man, he turned more and more stressed… he was talking to himself apparently, but the chatting was starting to be violent. People were watching at him… until he ran – willingly or not, I don’t know – just in front of a trailer.
If I can be sincere, that didn’t surprised me a lot. His mind was chaotic, fulfilled with the pleasure of the killing, but fighting with the horror of the lamb. It was just a matter of time.
My “sight beyond sight” was still on, so I could see that the guy was dead. Well, I knew it because I saw him leaving his body, but the bubbling mass of bone and meat that was on the ground was clearly dead even for an unaware observer. But nobody else saw the next scene. I mean, nobody saw the poor soul, confused and terrified, trying to get into his body again. Nor did they see the moment when the lamb opened its huge mouth, filled with blood and crushed teeth, and chomped at the soul’s arm… and leg… and head…
It could have been a relief when that thing crushed the soul’s head… but he was already dead… and he was concious of every thing that was happening to him. The lamb had the appearence of a playful puppy enjoying a cookie. It was even resting in his stomach, legs unnaturally out of place, but pretty comfortable, I think.
I was disgustingly fascinated. But then, I saw behind all the people that was watching the very mundane scene of the Red Cross trying to help the poor guy. All of them, except perhaps for the very little children, had a white, half-transparent animal behind them. Some of them were the size of a mouse… while others could’ve easily scared a rotweiler. All of them had grown eating the pain their masters have caused, and were waiting there, patiently, for their own moment to come.
Trembling, I turned back my head. There, in the floor, was an elongated, creepy creature, watching me with its gouged out eyes, smiling with cracked teeth.
My “sight beyond sight” turned off by itself when I started vomiting.
((told you, its stupid. x.x;; ))
Since I started practicing with my “sight beyond sight”, I’ve really wondered of the kind of things that happens in this world. Some of them are really disturbing, I must say. Look at this, for example. I was just sitting there, in the middle of nowhere, with a bored squirrel as my only companion. And the squirrel was there because of the peanuts I was eating, not because of her tender heart. And then, I see this odd man walking down the street. He was just… well, walking, but there was something about him that looked pretty odd. I think it must have been the enormous, white, half-transparent animal that was walking just behind him. It looked just like a huge (very huge!) lame lamb, the size of an elephant, eyes gouged out, and long legs that seemed to be apparently broken, because the animal had his feet in a very unnatural position, just as if walking with the bare bone. Well, legs were not the only unnatural about that thing. The oddest thing, I must say, was that the man was not completely unaware of the horror that was walking by his side. Even the squirrel turned its little head, and with a squeak of horror, it ran right to the other side.
I must confess that I was fascinated with that thing… because it was there, in the middle of a crowded street, and nobody was looking at it. They even moved to a side to allow the thing to pass, but they didn’t even realized it!
What was that? And why was that thing following that man? My curiosity was growing. Well, there was something about the man too. He was… nervous. Looking back now and then. Little sweat drops wetted his face. But he was not looking at the lamb. Not directly. But he knew he was being followed… So, I turned on my “sight beyond sight” and stared at the man. I had to know what was wrong with him. And I almost screamed. That man had dozens of awful images in his head… of mutilated, raped, and murdered women and children. His mind was like a museum of horrors… boiling with blood and gore. It was nightmarish. But among all of those images… there it was. It looked like a pet bunny in the beginning, but with every scream of horror of every victim, it grew a bit more. And a bit more. And a bit more. And it was following him, always, wherever he went, there it was. Terrible as the sins he had committed.
I was amazed. That lamb was literally eating the pain and suffering of his victims. The lamb was always there, whether he knew it or not. And its presence was powerful.
But something happened. While I was following the man, he turned more and more stressed… he was talking to himself apparently, but the chatting was starting to be violent. People were watching at him… until he ran – willingly or not, I don’t know – just in front of a trailer.
If I can be sincere, that didn’t surprised me a lot. His mind was chaotic, fulfilled with the pleasure of the killing, but fighting with the horror of the lamb. It was just a matter of time.
My “sight beyond sight” was still on, so I could see that the guy was dead. Well, I knew it because I saw him leaving his body, but the bubbling mass of bone and meat that was on the ground was clearly dead even for an unaware observer. But nobody else saw the next scene. I mean, nobody saw the poor soul, confused and terrified, trying to get into his body again. Nor did they see the moment when the lamb opened its huge mouth, filled with blood and crushed teeth, and chomped at the soul’s arm… and leg… and head…
It could have been a relief when that thing crushed the soul’s head… but he was already dead… and he was concious of every thing that was happening to him. The lamb had the appearence of a playful puppy enjoying a cookie. It was even resting in his stomach, legs unnaturally out of place, but pretty comfortable, I think.
I was disgustingly fascinated. But then, I saw behind all the people that was watching the very mundane scene of the Red Cross trying to help the poor guy. All of them, except perhaps for the very little children, had a white, half-transparent animal behind them. Some of them were the size of a mouse… while others could’ve easily scared a rotweiler. All of them had grown eating the pain their masters have caused, and were waiting there, patiently, for their own moment to come.
Trembling, I turned back my head. There, in the floor, was an elongated, creepy creature, watching me with its gouged out eyes, smiling with cracked teeth.
My “sight beyond sight” turned off by itself when I started vomiting.
((told you, its stupid. x.x;; ))