Madgrin:Tales Of Horror

Since before I remember I have always looked at each and every car that has passed me by, as if expecting to see someone very special to me. Someone I knew, or someone i would come to know. Yet to be honest I am not exactly sure what I am looking for. The only thing I know is I would scan each and every passing car’s driver and then look away because It was never the face I was searching for.

You might wonder why this is so important: this is the only memory I remember. For at this exact moment I am standing alone in the dark. At least, I think I am standing. All I know is that it is dark and I feel so very alone. I don’t remember my name or why I am here, or for that matter my age, gender or even what I look like. I also don’t know how long I’ve been standing here; the only thing I remember is the memory I described.

My next thought is that I must move, so very slowly I try but to my frustration nothing happens. This is even more nerve wracking. I can't even see my body, so I have no idea why I can't move. Yet I cannot feel anything binding me in place. My mind fades . . .

Time goes by, though I have no idea how much time actually passes. It may have been minutes or even days. It is then that i achieve my second thought. My thought is simple and primitive, yet at this moment it feels so eloquent. So with all my heart and soul I act out that thought.

I scream; I scream loudly.

I was unsure what my scream would sound like or what I would say or if even in fact I could scream. I scream and it is music to my ears. I still do not know who or where I am, but I think I may be female because my scream is high pitched akin to a siren.

I feel like I have been screaming for days though it may have been only moments. To my amazement I recall a face in my mind. It is a face that I feel may be the most important face I know. I think it is my face, for it is a female face as familiar as anything I have ever known, though at this moment I don’t know anything.

More time has passed; I am no longer screaming, but I feel despair. I wonder if I will ever see light again, and it is in that very moment that my eyes light up and I see my face, but I know now it is not me. It is the same face I recalled before but it is not mine. I know now who it is: it is the face I have searched for my whole life in every passing car. I only see it for a moment before I am gone, but in that second I remember everything. It is the face of death; at least, my death. The face of an intoxicated teenage girl who ran over a man that had lived a full life. In my moment back to life I see the girl's face leaning over me along with a pair of paramedics who had just brought me back from death for that briefest of instants. I only had time to look up briefly as I died choking on my own blood. But in that second I found my salvation because within that moment I had my most important thought. Though it was only a mere simple sentence, with that thought I shall move worlds and conquer darkness,And I shall walk the astral plains forever spreading my dark essence.

“I think, now that I know who I am, I can move on…….I am Mr.Darkward"