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Thank you to the support of my family and friends. I love you all
P.s. book number 2 is on its way mom
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Stasis At the feet of creation some stand and seek forgiveness while others raise hell just to escape. Do you believe that you have true control over the outcome of your decisions? Or are you just a puppet to the fate of the future? Would you care to join me so you can prevent the horrid memories that haunt your well-being? Although I have no wings but am just a mere conductor I still view myself as an angel, an angel that only wants to help you and keep you safe. Desperate times mean desperate measures. So now I ask the question, would you kindly enter my dream house? All of these people I sense.... I smell the fear trickling down their meat suits in the form of sweat, I hear their hearts rapidly beating, I taste their fears and I drink their tears as if I had been at war for years with no rest, and even though I had intentions of taking them all. One stood out. Dante. oh, Dante. Sweet Dreams.
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Welcoming Displeasures
Many people would argue that there is no such place that exists beyond this world… humph, If only those fools could have witnessed the horrors that I have. Some say that dreams are just a figment of your imagination. Well. Let me be the first to tell you it’s not. My name is Dante, Dante Orion. And this is the beginning of the end. On the 9th of June 2058, the sounds of people singing happy birthday flooded my ear canals like the old story of Noah and his ark. Today marks my 26th birthday. And once again I must deal with nonsense. My so called “family” would approach me wishing for the best. I pay them no attention. They have been in and out of my life that seems to be the only thing they were good at achieving. Wishing for the day to end I could only wonder what horrific memories the night could bring upon me and my towering emotions. I guess you could say the fat lady did sing this night
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and to my surprise she sounded like a Greek goddess‌.on her way to her demise. As hours went on the party was finally over and it was time to close my eyes and prepare myself for what is to come. Darkness‌ Within the next 10 minutes I find myself sitting on my bed staring at my wall. For some strange reason I was no longer tired. I could not even make out what had happened that night that had just passed. What is going on? I get up from the bed only to fall straight back down like Frazier during his classic fight against the great Muhammad Ali. What could be wrong with me? Why do I feel so strange? Hmm, could I be hungover from the party? I asked myself. Today feels so different compared to any other. While trying to gather myself I make my way to the kitchen to fix up a quick snack to see if it could make me feel up to par. But of course there was no food in the refrigerator, so now because of this I am in the process of making my way to the store. 15
Stepping outside of my car I finally made it to the store, although the prices are suicide I must go grocery shopping. While walking through the main entrance doors to go inside of the store a blast of cool air struck instantly drying any moisture that was taking refuge on my skin. After the encounter with the fan I noticed the store was not busy, which was weird since it’s a Friday. Anyways, I continue to make my way to isle six. I must be going crazy... There is no isle six... The depths of my stomach scream to make me quickly scan for an associate to ask where on earth isle six is. While searching for an associate something caught my eye, a beautiful woman who had Jet black hair and “Her eyes were the glimmering color of emerald, sparkling in the light of the morning sun like a fresh sheen of morning dew. When she turned her head, this way and that, they caught the light and played tricks with anything and everything that screamed spring.” She also had a nose piercing. Kinky, huh? I like kinky. 16
Anyways, after further observation she appeared to be one of the associates that I was looking for to ask the question about where on earth the isle is located. So I start walking over to her. Her beauty once again starts to fill the void that was in my eyes. Then it hits me! Thoughts start rushing through my head, my palms are getting sweaty just thinking about her beauty, my heart jump starts as I frantically walk up to her. I stop.I can’t do it; I am scared to talk to her... She continued to walk around the store not even noticing me. For me time had stopped but for her it just kept going.
One Missed Call I was still stuck on stupid from seeing this beautiful image captured by my eye like a photography student’s first year of college. Why must I be so nervous when it comes to a gorgeous female? Being so distracted by her I did
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not manage to see that my phone was ringing. I pick up the phone.... Uh...hell...hello? With a strange voice the man replied,”...” Yes, this is Dante. “...” Excuse me sir! “...” Uhm, I think you have the wrong number! Goodbye! I hang up… Well that was strange, the man that called me had such an odd voice and why was he whispering those same four words over and over? I tried to not let it get to me. So I continued to look. After panning my head left to right for about 20 seconds behold! I could not believe it isle six was right in front of my face. How could I have been so blind when it was right 18
there? It’s not like it just appeared from thin air? Right? While in isle six I start looking for a frozen dinner, usually I cook but today I felt extremely lazy. So what will I feast on tonight? Hmm, maybe some chicken parmesan? Or should I make a chicken sandwich? Oh well, I guess I shall get both.
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Recipe for Disaster Finally I am back to my safe haven, my home. I take the frozen dinners I had just purchased and place them in the freezer. I think to myself, “Which one of these will be my next victim? Once again I ask myself will it be the sandwich, or will it be the frozen Parmesan chicken?” Before I could pick one my stomach had already chosen for me. Oh well looks like it’s going to be the chicken sandwich. Thirty minutes later I find myself half asleep on the couch ready to take my mid-day nap. There is nothing on TV to watch! How is it 4 o’clock and there is nothing interesting to watch?
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Porn in My Rearview I know I should not be here. I can hear the sounds of sirens as the rain hits the bridge of my nose, the water breaching my most outer layer of clothing, while winds attack my brittle skin. This weather was getting on my last nerve! But I must not stop now. TELL ME WHO YOU ARE MR. RAINMAN! TELL ME WHO YOU ARE! WHY MUST YOU PUNISH ME TO SUCH A HORRID DAY? Finally I arrive to my destination, Havenhedge; the city most known for its high crime rates, lost and misguided souls, and also for the start of Death’s Amnesia. As much as I hated my job I know I have to do it. Everyone in my family was counting on me. I knock on the door. BUT THERE WAS NO ANSWER. I couldn’t just leave I had walked 5 miles and business had been slow. 22
Therefore, I had no choice but to wait until he arrived. About two hours and thirteen minutes had gone by and he finally arrived. He was actually pretty cute in a nerdy type of way. His hair was jet black and he had a little button nose. I believe he was about 6 feet tall with deep dark brown eyes. They resembled heartbreak, like they themselves were the embodiment of depression. Dante? He replied, “Yes and you must be Jenny the call girl?” If that’s your way of saying prostitute then yes. He let out a little chuckle and invited me in. When I went into his little condo I looked around to make sure he wasn’t some psychopath that was planning on doing more than what we planned on. Everything seemed to check out fine with me. After I made sure he was just a typical customer I clock in.
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Naked
As we stare into each other’s eyes both naked we prepare ourselves for what is to come. For me this is not love.This is not lust. This is not emotions clashing with each other. This is not a selfish act. This is providing, Providing not for just me and my needs but for my family
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who would do anything for me. We need this money to pay rent so we do not end up on the streets of this God forsaken city! And I am willing to do anything for them.
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ISIS Next thing I know he is grabbing me, caressing my neck. The chills stampede down my back and make their way around to my heart causing it to beat faster. Now a rush of adrenaline goes through my body. I’m ready. He’s ready. I crave his configuration, thy name descending from my spinal column as I perish beneath his penumbra It is unfinished; I thirst for his adulteration, his esophagus as it grasps for the air his eagerness when I helix myself around him my spirit, confused and defeated in his immorality It is unfinished I hunger for him, someone. His jagged fingers, His impact ripping at my euphoria, Absorbing me. Yearning for me always and forever. 27
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The Done Deed When we finished doing what needed to be done there was no longer a need for me to stay at Dante’s place. It was time for me to go home. I say my goodbyes and start to head out. I said a prayer before I left not to forgive me of my sins that had just been committed but to protect me on my way back home. It was about 9:21 P.M. However, at this time of night it would be considered suicide to walk the streets. As I am walking I could hear the sounds of gunshots, sirens, death, and the apocalyptic cries from little children and babies. The noises that devastated my ears would linger around me for days at a time. Pardon myself, am I in Hell? Is this a prison? No, the correct answer is I am home. I walk up a set of stairs to get to the most outer layer of my home. My keys would dangle hitting one another 29
as I would take each step towards the only thing that separated me from the outside, my door. Grabbing for my key to open it up I noticed that it was unlocked. I put my hand on the knob and began to slowly peak my head through. Once again my heart starts racing and my palms begin to perspire. No one was here. I take a few minute steps past the hallway, and that is when I had lost my footing and slipped from a liquid that had been on the floor. Slow to get up‌
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