In the darkness of nothingness, somethings exist. The things which can't be comprehended by humans. In a similar place a man is held captive. His surrounding is darkness and lying in it something whose only purpose is to serve. The nature of this thing is to kill the resistance. The man finally opens his eyes.
Where am I?
It looks like I am stuck in something.
As the eyes of man adjusted to the darkness, the question changed to what is this place? The thing which was holding him earlier detach itself from the man and the man fell.
What is this place? I fell but it does not hurt.
"Hello! Anyone there."
No replies not even an echo. This place sure is scary and why it is so dark? Now it's changing, it is reddish now. Did I trigger something?
In the reddish light, he walked towards an unending path. His eyes were adapting the environment but the rest of the body was lacking behind. While walking he felt a presence and the surrounding turns black again.
"Hey, who's there? Where are we? Man, I am happy to see a hum…."
Before he could finish, a breeze graces his body. The man froze. His body neglected all the orders. He felt paralyzed. The happiness he was talking about vanished in thin air.
What happened to me? Why can't I move? The person, where is he now? I can't sense him.
The man was only able to think and stare the darkness. Light changed his eyes saw something and then lost sight.
Time passed and the man wakes up. It's still dark and the man is tied with a chair-like structure.
What was that? Was that mask on his face? That can't be his real face. How did I get here again?
"Hello, someone there?"
It turns red again. I am seeing a man who is in his early thirties. Yes, he is wearing a mask. And there is something else, he has strange marks on his body.
"Where am I?"
"Who are you?"
"What is this place?"
"Why am I here?"
The lights turned black again. I asked a lot of questions but got no response. My voice tremored. I freaked out. Tried freeing myself. Nothing helped. The bindings on my hands got even tighter. Then I heard a heavy metallic clash.
"Hey, what are you doing?" What is with the lights?
They just don't want me to see anything, I think."
But there is no reply, only the metallic sound of clashing and sliding.
A moment passed and the man screamed in pain, "What are you doing to me?"
A sharp object penetrated my thigh and I can feel it through the other end. The bone structure is fine; I think, since I am able to move my leg but the pain is killing me. Do they not care if I die of excess bleeding? The light is red again; I might be lucky this time.
But the man couldn't be more wrong. His luck ran out the moment he woke up here. Waiting for him in the dark was the thing. The thing he thought of a human but is not. He is just an imitation of a human made by these black things. He had quite a few limbs and all of those are pointy and ready to dig the holes.
"Wait, wait, wait, don't do this. I am already losing blood; I might die of this. Please, don't do this."
But the thing was in no obligation to listen to the man. Despite of all the pleadings of the man, those things stabbed him continuously at different parts of his body. The suffering might seem to have ended but in those seconds the man witnessed the life in hell, pointed things tearing the skin layer by layer, digging through the muscles and finally the feeling of losing his mind to the pain.
What is this feeling? Am I going to die? My body feels light; I can't move my body.
Once again everything went dark and silent and so did the man. Even the imitation of human get absorbed in the floor.