Sark. Two minds, One body
I'm Jacob, a boy of about 16, I just got out of the hospital today but I came out of something... out of me, like I was someone else. I'll start by explaining how I got to that hospital room: it was between the beginning of August and the end of July, several things in my life had left me a little hurt and well I didn't know what to do but I still continued with my life, my girlfriend had cheated on me with another guy and I took it very well, I wasn't surprised because she was with me stuck like a mosquito to me out of pure interest. A few days later, I was told that my father had died of natural causes, but that my father was eighty years old, and I had a lot of respect and appreciation for him. I went to the funeral a week later to wake the body and then I left, not before talking to my older sister. I greeted him as usual, always with a smile and a warm look.
-Jacob...- he said in a tone that worried me. -I'm leaving the country tomorrow- that was the last straw I helped him with what I could, his suitcase, his clothes, he even left me things from his apartment where my mom and I live. One day leaving the gym from the depression generated by the events, I didn't look at the road and a car crashed into me leaving me seriously injured. They called some para-medics and take me quickly to a hospital where my mom was working on maintenance when she saw me pass on the gurney she quickly left her job and started to worry more and more about me until they took her away and then put me in the orthopedic ward. The last thing I remember is hearing my mom fighting with the doctor asking what was wrong with her.
To which the doctor responded, already tired: -She had broken legs, two cracked spinal discs, a broken forehead and...- She stopped for a moment and then told him to come over later. I woke up for a second and turned my head to the hospital room bedside table, and I saw the diagnosis. "Patient's condition: severe coma. " this last one automatically put me to sleep.
I woke up. My mom and the doctor were next to me but there was something weird. My whole body felt like new but I saw a dark shadow in the hallway, looking at me, then it disappeared. It made me a little nervous but I didn't give it any more thought. My mom told me that tomorrow I would be released from the hospital and could go home. After a few weeks I decided to go out and walk around town and the city to distract myself a little bit. I got sick of video games. I went to a cafe maiden. I didn't know there was one in the state so I sat down and ordered a latte and a chocolate muffin. a dark leftover sat in front of me.
-it hasn't been eight months- tells me the answer I immediately gave.
-what do you talk- I said to get the conversation out
-you're still in a hospital bed, with broken legs, buddy. You can't get away from me... - she says smiling
the place and everything around me is dyed white, the black shadow still sees me.
-when I take you out I'll be you, you won't be Jacob anymore.- He smiles in a way that several sharp teeth show a macabre smile and then he pounces on me, every punch we took felt like it was real. After a strong struggle he lets go and I get up to face him, letting him throw his first punch, which I dodge, and then he takes the offensive with an elbow to the face and breaks one of his teeth, then he attacks again, biting my leg and hitting me in the balls.
-we're not in a bar fight, have some class. I said without flinching and then I thought of a plan and I came to the conclusion that if this was my imagination I could imagine anything, which I did to imagine a sword in the style of Monster Hunter and cut off his arm.
-stop...- shouting making me stop. - And if we make the passes, you already showed me that I can't beat you so...- he says getting up with my help.
-it's all right- I say. After that we shake hands and there's a nice house where we both stay.
I lay down to rest in my bed when suddenly a hundred and one spikes in my throat. The shadow had cut my throat with a knife and as I bled out I could see everything around me turn black and the shadow cleared up letting me see a boy with gloves, brown hair, pale skin and gray eyes.
-son of a...- my eyes turn white and I fall to the floor
-Goodbye Jacob, hello Sark.- he says with a wicked smile.
A couple of months later the guy wakes up in front of my mom and the doctor, makes my mom walk up to him and shows him that now he has one gray eye and one black eye. Then he takes a syringe and stabs my mom's eye with it, then kills the doctor by slitting his throat with a knife. When he saw the tanks of flammable material in the room, he used a match that my mother had in her bag to burn the material and burn the hospital, leaving only one survivor:
-I have a demon in me and I love it.
They found Sark, apparently his hands were burned and no fingerprints, there was no trace of any evidence for the police. Sark came back to my apartment and he dyed his hair brown and said:
-now I'm complete.
Now he goes out to the street to find any easy prey that there are, such as gullible children, drunks, unwary, badly living and mental patients that he murders in the same prisons inexplicably, and sometimes tortures his victims and then murders them and ties them to a nearby tree, leaving a note that says something about the person and with a strange signature, a drop of black blood accompanied by a "thank you for your attention" written in the victim's blood.
Hey everybody!!! :3 I hope you haven't forgotten about me, I was out for a few days but that didn't stop this work that I've done by myself. I hope you like it as much as I did. Thanks neighbor <3