Thursday, August 12, 1999

A Poetic Retelling of an Unfortunate Seduction

Oh god, it just seems to get worse.

I'm out of The Empty City, now, after...some stuff going down.

The heat chased at me all the way to that building. It clung to my skin, causing it to feel dry, to feel too warm. I felt like I was being dragged down by it. I was on the verge of fainting when I saw the only building with lights on in the city. It felt separated from all the other buildings, as if they were leaning away from it...

The building was windowless, and was made up with brick. There seemed to be only one entrance, which was the tiny wooden door at the front of the building.
How were there "lights on" when the building was windowless

The lights became a dim red glow when I entered the building. The heat that clung to my skin left, only to be replaced by a sticky, humid feeling. The red glow seemed to wrap around my entire body; it seemed to be almost alive...

The hallway felt like it went on forever, but it also felt like I only had to take 5 steps to reach the end.

I walked out into a crowded room. Tangled strands of string wrapped around almost everything in the room, with all of the strings attached to a limb of someone in the room. A few of the persons were naked, or at a stage of undressing themselves; I was in a strip club.

I don't remember any details of the room, nor do I remember what any of the strippers or what any people in the crowd looked like. I only remember what one particular stripper looked like, and that's because

I don't remember how I got there, but I ended up in some back room, with a single spotlight on a girl,...a foreign looking girl, with beautiful skin and black hair. She dances and she

I don't remember when she got on top of me. I do remember how she felt...she felt so cold. Her eyes were completely black...but why...she embraced me, and my warmth contrasted and compared with her

I don't remember what she said, but she drew me even closer, and the cold started to eradicate the lingering humid feeling that had mixed with the feeling that Sun Creature had left

She took off my clothes, and I was powerless; she started to...you know...

She was unbearably freezing the entire time. I tried to push her off

She didn't stop she wouldn't get off she wouldn't leave she was


I wake up in an alleyway. The foreign girl stands above me, looking down with her blackened eyes.

"Give us the Key," she says, and behind her, I see multiple figures arise from the shadows. Though their skin is white, and contrasts with the darkness, their eyes fit right in with the scenery.

I try getting up to run away, but my my hands were frozen to the concrete beneath me.

"Give us the Key or we will take it from you forcefully", she adds, "and you'll never be able to see Arienette again."

I start to laugh.

"You fuckers don't get it, do you? I can't just GIVE it away. It's bonded to my soul, forever. It's not going anywhere, not willingly, anyways."

She smiles. The foreign girl fucking smiles. Her teeth were like daggers

"Either way....we're taking it away. Guess you're never going to see Arienette aga-"

Before she even finishes the sentence, her left leg and part of her left hand are blasted away. Some blood drips onto the pavement, but most of it is now evaporating into the air. Smoke billows away from my right hand, and I'm gasping for air.

Pure rage fueled me into using the Key; I wasn't supposed to do that.

Too late now.

"I'm seeing her again, 
and there's NOTHING any of you will do about that!!"

Her comrades seemed a bit...surprised about my outburst.

But they also seemed scared, and at the same time awed,..not of me, but of something else.

It was snowing. And I knew what that meant. The Lonely Hearts had taught me a few things, and I knew that signaled the coming of my most vehement of Monsters;

The Cold Boy.
Of fucking course.

I had to get out of there, and fast. But where was Arienette? Could I use the Key to find my way to her?

No that would take too much energy...I couldn't do that.

As the figures with the black eyes ran away, and the snow's falling rate accelerated, a whisper to my side echoed in the alleyway.

"Pssst! Come one, I know where she is!~"

To my side, I see her; The Wooden Girl. She's crouching near a knocked over series of trash cans...

I ask her why she's helping me, and she tells me there's no time, that I needed to get out of there.

"Come here, I'll escort you out of here...let's just consider this a favor for now..."

I grabbed onto her without even thinking. I should have probably suspected her of lying, but that thought didn't even cross my mind at the time.

 And now I'm here, at the pier of this neon-wrapped city. The Pacific ocean glistens before me.

Arienette awaits me, and we're getting out of this place.

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