foalannight

He’s there.  In the dark spaces of the internet.  He can see you, your likes, and dislikes.  He knows everything about you.  He started as an urban legend.  Perhaps, a story.  Nothing to be feared.  Something somebody made up.  He grew, more and more people heard.  They gave him a name.  Kiru.  Websites popped up, as they always do.  People started going off the map.  Some thought it was Kiru.  Others, found that ludacris.  He couldn’t see it.  Until it was too late. She skipped along.  Next to me. She looked at me, and I turned away, my brown hair falling across my face. “Hey!  Are you paying attention to me! Jeez, Ru.&#82

I can hear It.  Pounding in my head.  Sometimes, it's a screaming, raging beast.  Sometimes It's just a whisper in the back of my mind.  It's always there though.  I can hear it, even as I try to muffle It.  It makes me pick up the knife.  I can hear It, It's seductive voice pounding my mind.  It's addictive.  Falling into It is like falling into a dream.  When I wake up, I'm covered in blood, and trembling.  I try to fight.  I do.  It's pull is too strong though.  It's screaming at me.  It makes my head hurt.  I find myself inside of It for most of my waking hours now.  Maybe even in my subconscious, sleeping mind too.  I can feel it mufflin