The Mansion of Solitude

Frank pov


I look at both of our injuries and gulp. It was bad. I close my eyes, trying to forget about it and open my mouth.

"So what do you remember?" I ask.

"Um, not much really," Gerard begins. "I only remember very vague details."

"Just tell me anything you remember."

"Ok, well, i remember living alone. I was depressed and abused alcohol and drugs to melt away the problems. It worked occasionally, on the nights where I couldn't feel anything. The last thing I remember was I was driving alone on the highway late at night. There were flashing lights and all of a sudden an excruciating pain all over my body. I thought i was dead. That's the last thing I remember." I can see tears starting to form in his eyes and I nod, letting him stop talking.

"Your turn." He barely chokes out.

"I remember my family, I had a great family. I got everything I ever wanted from them, if I wanted something it was there. They gave me love, support, everything. I tried my hardest, because I knew how great my life was, but the thing was, I could never be happy. It was like something dragging me down everyday, and I don't know what. I couldn't shake the sadness off, it clung to me like a magnet. I stayed in my room almost all day and night, telling myself to be thankful for what I had, but the sadness never went away. Then one night, I couldn't take it anymore I got out the blade and cut my wrists, my thighs, everything. I remember looking in the mirror and seeing my bloody figure staring back at me, regretting everything. That was the last thing I remember."

He looks up at me, like he's examining my face.

"We're different," He says, and I look at him. "Yet, we are the same."

I just continue to look at him as his nose scrunches up in concentration.



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The timer beeps.

"Your time is up." The voice says.

Me and Gerard exchange worried glances before looking at the platform now sitting in front of us.
There's a note on it and I pick it up.

"Gerard, Frank," I read and look over at him. "Through this door is a deep pit, it could be millions of feet deep or it could on be ten. In this pit is bandages and a healing solution that will help your wounds. In order to get it, you must both go into it, and find them. You have two hours to complete this, or you will both be killed."

We both look at each other and then walk through the metal door that has just opened.

A hole that looks to be extremely deep awaits before us.

"You want to go down first?" Gerard asks, and I slowly nod.

He has a relieved look on his face and I slowly climb down the ladder. I'm not two feet down before I feel something sharp cut my leg.

"Ow!"

"What is it?"

"I'm not sure.." I respond and look below me.

There are thousands of spikes. All waiting to brutally murder us.

"Shit.." I say and hear Gerard gasp when he sees it too.

I continue to walk down the ladder though, getting stabbed in many places along the way.

My leg, my arm, my stomach, my waist, my forehead.

Everywhere.

It starts to get extremely dark and I can't see any of the spikes anymore so I don't know when to expect the shooting pain.

All of a sudden, I get stabbed in the foot and can feel myself let go of the ladder. Panic rises in my stomach and I can tell that this is the end of me. I feel myself falling, falling, falling before my body collides with what I expect to be the ground.

Wait...the ground? I guess I'm not dead after all.

"Gerard!" I call out.

"Frank!" He calls back and I can hear footsteps coming my way.

"Are you ok?"

"Yeah I think I'm ok." I respond.

"Let's look for the bandages." He says, and I can hear his footsteps walking away.

It's pitch black, how are we ever going to find this. And...who knows what's down here.

Notes

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