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Croaton Visits - Part I: vs Mystica & Elisha - RP 4 - Sebastian Duke - 08-02-2013
Prior to High Stakes, Sebastian Duke was visited as he slept, by a man, a being, an entity known only as Croaton. When he woke, he had no recollection of these events. During the night terror, we were able to see into Sebastians past.
Today, Croaton returns to yet again, torment Sebastian Duke. We join your Angel of Darkness on this journey. This moment in the life of Sebastian Duke occurs while he lays unconscious in his hospital bed.
Have you ever had the feeling where you are on the verge of waking from your slumber, but you can't quite open your eyes? That's what I'm feeling right now. When I finally am able to open my eyes I get this eerie, not quite scared feeling. A feeling that wherever I am, I've been here before. Kind of like a case of deja vu. It seems strangely familiar, but I have no idea why.
I'm lying in a box of some kind. It's completely dark, but I can feel the heat from my breath. The fabric beneath me is of silk or satin. The small pillow beneath my head, the same. I reach my hand up through the darkness and give a light push against the lid. The box opens and I can see a faint red glow. I climb out of the box and realize it's not just a box, but a casket.
Strangely enough, I don't freak out. Caskets freak me out, but I don't pay it much mind. I look around for a second, with my eyes darting all around this... wherever I am. I can see where the red glow is coming from. I don't know why, but I begin to walk toward it. Almost as if I'm being pulled by some outside force.
As I near the hole in what appears to be a wall, I begin to hear faint whispers. I don't know what they're saying, but again, I follow them as if being driven by some unseen force. The hole in the wall becomes clear. It's a doorway.
The red glow gets somewhat brighter, the whispers, somewhat clearer as I approach, then pass through this doorway. I continue to follow the voices as I walk this hallway.
All at once, the whispers I hear become shockingly clear and I remember exactly why this all seems so familiar. I have been here before. I have heard these whispers before. I remember this name they whisper as if it were my own name. As if I'd heard it a million times.
Croaton.
I now remember it as plain as day. Croaton. That man, or being, or whatever he is tormented me not long ago. Just before my match at High Stakes. I remember everything. He made me face my past. He made me look at all of the terrible things I did. Some things I'm not proud of. Some things that needed to be done out of necessity.
Eat or be eaten. Kill or be killed. An eye for an eye, as they say.
As I continue to walk this, seemingly never ending hallway, the red glow grows more and more intense, while the whispers have completely stopped. All at once, I'm halted. Beneath my feet, I see the floor cracking. Not just one crack, and not slowly. Hundred of cracks are forming beneath my feet and I'm powerless to stop it. The cracking continues at an alarmingly fast pace, when suddenly, the floor gives way and I free fall through the giant hole.
After I pass through the hole, I can see what I can only describe as Hell. Far below me as I free fall, a raging inferno. I begin to pass through the fires of Hell but I can not feel them. They don't hurt. They don't burn me. Soon, the flames disappear and I land with a thud on solid ground.
I make my way to my feet and brush myself off. I look around and I can only make out a dense fog and some trees. A dim moonlight barely breaks through the fog. I begin to walk and my foot hits something extremely hard and I fall back to the ground with my face just inches from smashing into another hard object. I place my hand on this object and the fog immediately begins to fade away.
I make it back to my knees. The hard object my hand is on? I realize its a grave stone. I look around me and it becomes extremely clear that where I am is a cemetery. I don't know what drove me to it, but I looked down and read the name on the stone.
The name on the stone?
Linn Kwann