Chapter 134: Rest, My Sweet Monster
The voice returned.
That voice.
That fucking voice.
It didn’t need to scream. It didn’t need to strike me. It didn’t need to exist loudly. It insinuated itself. Softly. Smoothly. A whisper in iced sugar, in slicing silk, that sank into my neck like a blade into a still-warm wound. It wasn’t strong. It was surgical.
— Pathetic. As always. You’re not enough.
It hadn’t changed. No emotion. No surprise. Just that icy certainty. As if my fall wasn’t a tragedy. But a logical outcome. A failure expected.
— I told you to let me handle it.
And that’s when the shiver climbed. From the base of my spine to my teeth. Slowly. Like a needle, like a screw. A creaking sound came with it. Not around me. But inside me. A laugh. A laugh coming from within. A laugh that had no throat. No breath. A dry laugh. Bony. A laugh with no saliva. No lips. An idol’s laugh. A thing’s laugh.
I screamed.
I screamed like a volcano cracking open. My voice was no longer mine. It was an animal cry. A nuclear cry. A cry that wanted to collapse reality.
— I’LL KILL YOU!! I’LL KILL YOU ALL!!