It’s late, it’s cold, I don’t remember where this is. Everything is dark.

It hurts.

How did I got here? A drop of blood hit the ground. Someone else is here, I hear him breathing, slowly. Just in front of me. I am scared. Why me? What did I do wrong? Do I deserve this?

It hurts.

"Are you... crying?"

He spoke! Why? Why is this happening to me?! It’s true, I am crying. I try to talk, but the words don’t come out. They get stuck in my throat. Pathetic, a grown man that can't even plea for himself.

“Why… are you crying?”

Can I talk? Am I… allowed to talk?

“Because… because I’m scarred.”

I answered, and then nothing. The silence was back. No light, no sound.

It hurts.

Is this what death feels like? Darkness? Emptiness? Void? Pain? Suffering for eternity? No, I hear something. He started breathing again, harder and louder. Is he getting exited? Please no… I don’t want to… I don’t want to get through this… please… let me go.

“Why are you scared?”

His voice was hesitant, and timid. His he scarred to?

“I am scarred of the pain.”

It hurts again.

I don’t went to be here. I don’t want to feel pain any more. I want to go home. Where there is light, where I am safe. The pain increased. I cried again. His breathing got faster, and he started to… laugh?

“Ha Ha Ha Ha! Pain? You are scared of pain? Why would you feel pain?!”

He is getting crazy, and the laugher got louder.

“You don’t go through anything. Do you know me? Do you know what I feel right now?!”

He is getting angry. Did I say something wrong?

“I don’t… I don’t know you.”

I didn’t know what to answer. I am scarred. It hurts.

“You… don’t?”

He seemed lost for words, and started to laugh again. He is loosing is mind.

“I am here! In front of YOU! And you have no idea of who I AM?!”

I am scarred. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. Please… let me go…

“This is your fault! You here me! YOUR fault! You monster! You don’t deserve to live!!!”

Why? This is to much. I can’t stop the tears. I am scarred. He is shouting something, I can’t hear him any more. He is going crazy. I didn’t want this to happen. Please, someone, help. I don’t want this. My legs hurts, my stomach hurts, my arms hurts. And my head is in... so much... pain. Why? Why do I have to suffer like this? He stopped yelling. I still hear him. His breath, his breath is closer. Here it comes, I felt a surge of pain in my head.

Then nothing.

Just darkness.

Void.

And Silence.

The voices are gone.

The pain is gone.

I did it again. I can’t stop my tears, and my hand are covered in blood. I hate this, I don’t want to do this, but I can’t, I can’t fight them. He was right. I am a monster.