His face morphed and space twisted
around him. Something invaded the air and ripped into the atmosphere of a place
it didn’t belong. “You don’t know the things that are going on in my head” he
said with a devious smile. I could smell desperation leaking out of the
corners of his mind where his inner child was hiding. “You don’t know” the others
seemed to have fled. They backed away anticipating some sort of outbreak. I sat
in the chair and felt like I was the only person on the planet. The rest had
boarded the spaceship and shot off towards an orbit where they could circle in
a safe distance. Left me with this shadow of a man. I looked at him, seeing the
darkness that was about to swallow him and everything around us. It was a small
room, but it suddenly opened up in a vast field of nothingness. My skin crawled
and tightened around my neck, my vision vibrated. His nose grew long and pointy
and his eyes that always strained to conceal what had been resting within, was
now wide open and speaking. I knew what he kept. I knew that thing very well.
It was eating away at him, slowly. It was tearing at things he held dear. That
thing made him reckless and cold. It made him destructive.
