text: You’ve made it. After weeks of caring for her and earning her trust you’re let in. its dark, too dark, you can feel the cold empty space around you. There's a golden light coming from somewhere. You look down and find yourself radiant in warm light. However this light isn't enough to pierce the darkness. You hear commotion coming from outside. Hopefully your better half is doing his job because you have quite the journey ahead of you. You look through her eyes and see yourself standing there, soothing her, helping her. You pray the words are helping. There's a sound in the distance, somewhere in the darkness. Its crying, she's lost in here and scared. Being swallowed by the very thing she use to find comfort in. with a sigh, you start your journey, trudging through the black goo that now litters the floor, weighing you down and chilling you to the bone. However you slosh on, hoping this goo doesnt come back with you, the floors back home had just been cleaned. You let out another sigh, “I’ve got to stop being a nice guy”. There's something following you, you can feel its eyes watching you. The darkness is its home and you're invading. You can't stop now, she just opened up. You'll find her, you have to find her, there's no stopping now. No fear or self doubt can stop you. You think back to the memories that keep you strong. Childhood friends, the love you feel, your family, the moral rock you clutch so tightly. This is a journey few have walked. Therapists have tried but few have entered this plane. The crying grows louder and clearer. The sound being the only sense of direction you have. You are but an island of light in a night filled sea. You cress a ridge, at least it seems like a ridge. sliding down one side, the goo climbs to your waist but the sound is close. The black depthless substance is cold, so cold that your very soul seems chilled. The goosebumps race across your skin. But you remember why you're here and the love warms you, you keep going. That's her, that has to be her. You near the edge of an island. Its sitting perfectly above the black swamp, that very swamp that's doing a great job at numbing your thighs. Taking a step onto the sand feels good. The last bit of security that’s been holding her up. The presence in the darkness grows agitated, good. You came her to fix things and that's what you plan to do. Turning toward the direction you came from, you yell into the void. Something primal inside of you, it tells the darkness that nothing will slow this quest. The island is small and growing smaller by the second. The last structure in her life, seeping away into the darkness. Looking through her eyes again, some time has gone by. With no idea how much has passed, you continue. The big guy can handle what's going on out there. The weeping grows even louder. Turning left then right confirms that she so close that the direction is unmistakable. You continue walking until suddenly you trip. Looking up you’re met with a sad image. She's right in front of you, huddled in a fetal position. However the darkness seems to hug her. The spot next to her seems unoccupied, you sit down. Placing an arm around her, you pull her close and whisper things that only you seem to see in her. A glow starts to appear and the weeping ceases. You feel the hope that soon, this amazing person can see what you see. This goes on for awhile, giving her the confidence you were given so long ago. A faint golden glow can be seen on her skin, Its working! But something was wrong, ver very wrong. The world around us should be getting brighter. Nothing is happening, she is now matching your glow but your jobs not done. You stand and look around wondering what could possibly be next, this hasn't happened before. Then you feel it, the darkness is definitely not happy and it's coming for her. But from where? You can't see it and this is its home too. Then you feel it, coming from right in front of you. You have to protect her, this stops today. You turn and cover her with your back facing the faceless beast of the dark. It hits your back like a firehose, beating you down. As soon as it started, it was over. You find yourself standing on a tropical island, the sun beats down on you. A happy scene. You look down at her, she’s ok. Relief washes over you. The light that radiated off of you when this all started has faded but still holds strong. You lock eyes with her and she gazes back. Getting lost in those beautiful eyes is so easy. Then a pain stabs you in the chest. Your eyes fall upon her hand, wedged right into your chest. Her light grows brighter as yours dims. Before you can protest it's already too late, your skin is covered in a veil of darkness. Suddenly and violently you are thrown out of her mind and right back to yours. You're thrown into a familiar scene, a cabin and a pine forest all around you. This is your escape, then you hit the ground. Not even realizing that you had not returned here but was actually thrown here. You struggle to stand, the image around you begins to warp. The trees rotting and the cabin falling to dust. You feel the darkness and its pure joy. It knew that this would happen. It consumes all your barriers and defenses. A weighed it pushed onto you and you fall to the ground. You feel the cold goo form around you, it's getting harder to think. You look out the big guys eyes, your eyes. She's gone, but why? What had happened? Did she use me? A voice tickles your ear, “yessss”. The darkness is loving this and you cant blame it, you walked head first into that trap. The world around you grows dark. Your ambition and hope drains away. The only thing you feel now are the tears now streaming from your eyes. In the distance you see something. A dot of light, it can't be her, she used you and is gone but it is someone that hold you close in their heart. You try to warn whoever it is, to push them away. This person keeps coming though, completely dedicated to saving you like how you were not so long ago.