Note to reader --

Discard the Dream (Theatre).
Give in to the darkness :



...written some time in 2007...

Reeve stared at his mother... still gripping the steel bars... He lowered his head... and looked to the ground. He spoke, without looking up... "Mother... there IS no hell." ... He lifted his head... and a darkness now stood in his eyes, replacing the sorrow that once belonged there. Reeve stared into his mom's eyes... into her soul. Reeve had a frown upon his face... but this frown soon curled... and transformed into a demonic grin. A smile so evil, so dripping with malice, that his mother began to tremble with fear. "There is no hell... and there is no heaven. When you fry in that chair, the only place you'll be headed is a box, six feet deep. You'll be a worm feast, mother. You'll be a worm feast..."

Reeve's mother began to back away, as Reeve kept on... "There is no heaven above, no hell below, no god, no devil... but on this Earth? There IS a demon. A truly demonic, terrible, HORRIBLE spirit... And it goes by the name... of Legion." Reeve's mother's eyes began to widen... The guard came over to the cell, and told Reeve he would have to allow for the man to take his mother. It was time for her to take the long walk... Reeve smiled, and stepped to the side. The smile on Reeve's face sent chills crawling along the guard's sides... As the guard escorted Beth out, and just as she was about to leave, she turned an eye to her son... who said but one sentence.

"We Are Legion... For We Are Many."

Reeve had finally taken all the loss he could stand. Everyone he'd ever cared about had turned their back on him... and three months after his mother's death, he found out about the third coming of the company that had closed before he had a chance to reach that Light that he had so desperately seeked. But now... now, he no longer dwelled in the light. Now, he was consumed by darkness. Now, he was filled by the spirits of so many different personalites and characters... almost like the different colors of paint that mix together, and form pure blackness. He didn't know who he was... But yet?

He did. He is Nothing.
Yet he is everything.
He is Legion... he is many...

... and he is coming ...



Never...
EVER--
-- underestimate the darkness.

I made that mistake once.
I won't make it again.

This time... I'm giving in.
And I'm taking you all with me.

~ The One Known As Legion.
A message sent into the past...
... from All Hallow's Eve

#b_Prepared