Follow the Reaper

Chapter 2

Snowing. Danny breaths out. Vapor. Suddenly night time. Cold. Face skin feels like shrinking because of cold. ”Why am I here? Why does it feel so… cold? Is this a forest? So many damn pine trees…” The moon and stars shine on him. He looks at his hands that he moves up to his face. “It feels… different”. Left. Trees. Right. Trees. Down. Snow. Up. Stars and the moon. “So it happens again”. Everything turns into darkness. Memories from graduation return. He closes his eyes. Plump. Plump. Plump. His blood from sliced left leg is dripping. Tuc tuc tuc. His right-hand falls on the ground. He doesn’t feel anything. No pain. No fear. He opens his eyes. He sees a gun pointing between his eyes. He can barely see it. All foggy. All blurry. A sound of a train breaks.

Danny wakes up. The train stops at a train station, that he lives nearby. “Ughhhh fucking hell, 7 am… and its summer”. He rolls on his side and starts thinking about his dream. “5 nights already and still same dream… what happened on graduation? It’s so blurry in my head”. Danny jumps out of the bed since he can't fall asleep. Changes from his sleeping clothes into his usual ones, black jeans, a metal band t-shirt, and without socks, feet in slippers and goes downstairs to the kitchen. Opens the fridge. “So lazy to cook…”. Takes out just milk. Opens a cupboard above the sink and takes cereal. “So they bought a new taste… Snickers taste cereal” ( WTF I know I have lion taste cereal but how could Danny like Snickers taste, it should be too damn sweet). Sits behind the table on a chair, pours the cereal, then milk. Eats.

After fast breakfast, he goes upstairs and does his otaku stuff. Anime and video games. ( what a boooooooooooooooring life). He puts on his headset. Listens to some heavy metal. A song called world painted blood comes on.

Listening to lyrics his head starts spinning. “What the hell?” World painted blood is all he can hear. He starts seeing stuff inside his consciousness. Humans, beeing killed. Human legs flying from beeing cut off with a sword. “I-I-I don’t want this!” Danny smashes his head into the table. Again. And Again. His forehead starts bleeding. A slow drip of blood touches the table. He takes off his headset. Looks up to the ceiling. “5 days already. What is happening to me? I just want to be me”. The song ends. Since he heard it many times, he knows the timings. He puts on his headset again. A flashback of all dreams came back. They feel like real. Like they are going on. “I-I-I-I” he starts stuttering. He can’t speak, he can’t move. He is frozen. He feels cold metal around his neck. A slight burn pain. Something hot and wet is going down his neck. He turns his eyes to the right side since there was a mirror. He wants to scream. He can’t.Tries, but no voice. Lips. Doesn’t move. Tounge. Doesn’t move.

* Now why should I keep you alive? – a dark raspy voice asks.

* I - I - I,- Danny tries to respond.

* Okay,- the scythe is gone from the neck. The weird thoughts are gone. Neck pain is gone. Did nothing happen?

Danny starts crying. “WHAT THE FUUUUUUUCK, WHAT THE FUCK, WHAT THE…” that’s the only thing he has in his head since he can't think straight. He is scared. He doesn’t understand a thing. He takes out his phone. He didn’t think about it, but maybe there is something on the news. Danny gasps. ( OMG SOMETHING NEW. It's not a scream or cry, but a new sound from him, my baby is learning). Hero starts reading in his thoughts “A high school student, still hasn’t woken up from a coma, that he fell into on his graduation at school 5 days ago when he was about to get his graduation certificate from his principle since he collapsed on the ground in front of him. Doctors still don’t know what could have been the cause, but are doing everything they can to save his life.” Danny jumps up from his chair.Mirror. ( Dummy you just looked at it couple mins ago). He looks at the mirror on his right. He sees himself. He runs to his parents' room. “WHY?” he screams inside from shock. His parents are not home. It’s strange since on Saturdays they sleep until 11 am and it's still not even 8 am. He runs back to his PC. Googles for Coma effects. He doesn’t find any information for a feeling that person has who is in a coma. He googles feeling of death. “Cold, anxiety, fast thoughts, strange occurrences. Am I dead?” he thinks out of his paranoia. He doesn’t understand anything that is going on. Since after graduation all he did was stay on PC and play games, Danny didn’t notice anything different, but now that he thinks about it, his mother never came into his room after graduation. Hell, he didn’t even talk to her. ( What an addiction to games my god, just quit it, you're no faker).

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Ding ding dong. The sound of Dannys' doorbell. He rushes to it. Opens.

* Miss Morrison? – He almost cries saying her name.

* Yes, Danny, what's wrong?

* YOU TELL ME. WHAT THE HELL IS ABOUT NEWS AND COMA? – he starts shouting at her.

* Oh, that? – she comes in without a permission, dressed up with high heels, short black skirt and a blouse with a big ass neckline where her tits almost fall out ( uuuuuuuuuuuuuh I like it) – that might be my job.

* Wha? What do you mean your job? – he questions with anger and intimidation in his tone.

* Oh, I'm not human and neither are you. I'm just giving your true form back.

* WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT, MISS? – Danny shouts because his nerves can’t handle it anymore.

* Sweetheart, look, I’m not who you think. Do you think I would stick to you in school without any purpose?

* Bu-bu-but, miss…

* Look, - she lights a cigarette,- you're not a human, and you need to learn that and do your goddamn job. I am willing to help you. I was like your guardian angel before, so I can be your mentor too.

Danny doesn’t understand anything. Stress. Pain. Head hurts. Nerves. Exhaustion. He just closes his eyes. When he opens them he sees Morrisons' face in front of him, but it's above. His head is on her knees and Danny is laying on the couch where she is sitting.

* Look, sweetheart, why you have to be such a pussy? – she mocks him with irony,- Okay I'll come back tomorrow and explain you everything you need. Now just close your eyes and rest.

Our hero didn’t understand anything, but he wanted too. Wha? Whaaaaaaaat? MOOOOOOOOOOM I'm telling a story. I don’t care if it’s Christmas. FIIIIIIIIINE. Sorry can’t finish it today. I think ill be back in a week since when I start to party, oh boy, I just party for a week. Cya.

Dear readers, chapter 3 will be on January 3rd - 4th. I hope you had a nice Christmass with all your families and wish you Happy New year in advance. ----------------- Deathroll