THE DEVIL AND THE PSYCHO. [Myg] [Editing]

PROLOGUE.

??? P.O.V

I feel my eyes flutter open to absolute darkness. My pupils dilate quickly to adjust to it. I realise that I was kneeling, both arms extended in opposite directions, and my head hanging low. My senses take over, the skin on my arms and feet were in contact with ice cold metal, making my body shudder.

I try turning my head, but I soon as I do it, I wince. My eyes squeeze shut because of the sudden jolt of pain up my neck.

What the hell is happening?

I try and open my eyes back again, blinking multiple times and squinting my eyes to make out at least a little bit of my surroundings.

There was nothing. Not even a ray of sunshine or light peeked through the silent, creepy darkness.

Wait, how did I even end up here? I was just-

Shot.

"Thank hell that you are finally awake, even the alive don't sleep so long." My attention shifts towards the direction of the voice. My brain interpreted the voice of a woman.

Why does it sound like....

What is the person talking about 'the alive'?

Am I dead?

I hear her shuffle around in the dark for something and after seconds, a flick sound of something opening, catches my attention. My eyes take in the sight of a metal lighter when she holds it up. The flame flickers in the darkness of its environment, reflecting the familiar colours of orange and yellow in my eyes.

From the distance, the flame only gave away an inch or even less of the thick black darkness where I only see the woman's neck. I squint my eyes yet again to focus on the silhouette standing in front of me.

She proceeds to move closer,  the sound of her boots clicking on the floor rings in my ears, and echos through the curtain of blackness which surrounded us. She comes closer and closer until her feet are finally in my line of sight.

"Hmm.." she devilishly chuckles, sending a familiar shiver through my spine.

Is she? No, It can't be.

She brings the lighter closer to her face, the flame giving away her features and I don't fail to recognise them.

She's the...oh no.

I feel my expressions change and replace with fear and panic whilst  I attempt to move myself away from her because she was nothing but death itself, in the disguise of a woman.

I squirm my body around, despite of the pain shooting up my neck to my head and move around desperately, trying to get away from her as far as my chained body could take me.

She humourlessly laughs. "Even though you're dead, you still have human fears embedded inside you." I widen my eyes at her declaration.

'You're dead.'

"Where the hell am I?! You...you brought me here didn't you? LET ME GO!!" I scream as hard as possible, her unlined face showing no reaction to my pointless struggling whatsoever. She kneels down, her eyes levelling with mine. Her jet black orbs pierce into mine like daggers. My instinct told me to tear my eyes away from hers, but for some reason I just stay still, frozen. It seemed like as if she was in control of my movements and this time, she wanted me to stare back into those oceans of darkness, just like the room where I was currently in.

"I didn't bring you here, your committed sins did." She nonchalantly states, my eyes widening more in shock, fear and confusion. She mocks at my helpless state...

"And ironic isn't it? You're literally stating the answer in your own question." I furrow my eyebrows in confusion, not getting what she meant to say.

"Recognise this lighter hmm?" She brings the lighter closer to me, my focus shifting on the carved, shiny platinum metal. The lighter...was mine.

Why is my lighter in her hands?

I try pulling my hands closer to my body, but the grip on them just gets tighter. "Where. Am. I?" I spit out my words, trying to endure the pain of continuously tightening metal wrapped around my wrists and ankles.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" She says, rolling her eyes.

"You're in hell." She states yet again, not tearing her black orbs away from me. I look at her in disbelief, not ready to buy any shit that she just said.

"Just tell me WHERE I AM!!" I yell, her face remaining the same, as if the loudness of my voice sounded like nothing to her ears.

"Are you seriously deaf? You're dead, and You. Are. In. Hell."

My face remains blank, while I struggle to take in the information.

She chuckles. "Don't believe me, do you? Look there." She pointed towards my right. I carefully turn my head to the direction, and just as I do, I frown. The scene there is completely different, my eyes taking in the sight of a familiar room. On a chair near a desk.. there lay a body.

What the-

The body is...

me.

I simply lay there, completely motionless and soaked in blood. There wasn't a part which showed even a little bit of skin, my whole body was drenched in red liquid. My head hung from the top of the chair, eyes open and mouth spilling out more of the crimson, red liquid. I scrunch my face in disgust and turn away.

"Oh? You're disgusted? You?" She chuckles in half disbelief and half amusement. She touches  my cheek, my body jolting up at the sudden action. She gazes at her fingers feeling the soft skin of my cheek.

"You...your soul is so untouched....and yet so so polluted with sins..I'll have so much fun ripping you."she whispers, her voice husky as she continues to caress my left cheek, her touch making me shudder with fear.

"I'm already dead, what more do you want?" I ask, anger and panic and fear coursing through my veins. She stops stroking my cheek and brings her hand back down. Her sinister smirk match her eyes as she snaps them to look into mine, her orbs glinting with three emotions- mischief, anger and hate.

"Didn't I tell you?" She questions, her tone full of 'pretend-innocence'.

"What?" I blurt out, the mind games I was a part of were tiring me.

She chuckles in a way which would haunt you for the rest of your lives.

"Sweetheart, I already told you, that death..."

"Death was only the beginning."

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Note : I changed this chapter's tense because I just realised that I had made a HUGE mistake. Don't be mad about the shitty tense change, I will re-edit this.