prologue
It always starts the same. Her eyes are overwhelmed with the green of the chamber, the sticky wet walls that begin to close. close. close in around her. The feeling that she is going to slip, yet her feet are glued to the tiled floor whether by fear or magic she never knows. the sound of hissing pierces her ears. her breath shatters and then he is looming above her, harsh laughter that cuts through the air like a knife.
it's ok, don't you trust me?
I'm your friend aren't I?
But then his charming smile always turns, the way her stomach does mounting with sickening nerves, and his eyes turn black with soulless entities that turn her blood to ice and bones to fickle twigs that shiver in the wind.
I'm all you have, I'm everyone who cares.
ginny
ginny
no one will save you
no one will save you now.
and then she is falling, falling, falling into the abyss of nothing, of darkness.
and he is leaning, leaning, leaning. Eyes shining with the desire to break her, to consume her, to destroy her.
Her heart feels like it's burning when she wakes, chest restricting with each sudden breath she takes. her lungs feel as though they are collapsing on one another.
breathe.
breathe.
the green walls melt to dark crimson curtains, the feeling of slipping evaporates under the warmth of her bed. dorm room, that's where she is. and yet the feeling of him crawling and consuming doesn't leave and she shivers with the terror of it.
the terror that he is still there with her, somewhere inside her soul, inside her being, never leaves her, it stains her like the blood marks she painted on the walls 5 years ago.
sleep never stays for long, and soon enough ginny gives up on trying to find it and gets out of bed. gets ready for another day, prepares herself for another night alone, hiding from shadows that lurk in the dark and threaten to pull her there.