Miles Edgeworth (defyingxgravity) wrote in sh_chaos, @ 2009-04-09 16:48:00 |
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Current location: | Silent Hill? |
Current mood: | busy |
Current music: | None |
Entry tags: | college students, death, dream, henry, walter |
Fiction.
Title: Uncertain and Curious Eight
By: Alex C
Rating: Mature
Description: We see here three college students walking along and reading up on the unseen or occult. Dangerous materials for these teens. Henry gets to see what does happen. Next thing he knows is...well, find out and see.
Pairing: M/M
Disclaimer: All characters and places are property of Konami.
Dream Observation Eight,
I have lost it. These past nights within those restless dreams of mine, I feel a little piece of me is missing with each. I don’t know how to explain this and even BEGIN to try and piece the puzzle together. Like I said before, I may fade away like that Joseph in those notes I find around. At least he’s talking to me through the notes he leaves around. The last dream frightened me to a point where I just can’t take the feeling. Walter has driven each point of his inside my mind. Implanted these seeds of destruction to the soul. I’m not too religious and yet he has me remembering a few verses at a time from the other dream. I can’t shake it either. He has told me that I already invited this darkness in. How? I can’t even explain. Is there a God? What else do these Valtiel seet people hold for their salvation and God? I’m confused on what I want now. Last night, I didn’t even begin to say I want him.
I’m on my eighth night of these dreams. It’s unlike these past ones for one reason… It’s at a college university. Yes, it is. I will take you through my dream with me as I try to remember and place what went on here in my notes.
I’m standing first off in the middle of the street before the university on my left. The sun is hidden within the clouds. It seems fresh outside where I stand. Taking this opportunity, I look and observe my surroundings. I don’t know if I’ll see this place again. Best to look and take in… So Walter has me looking at this seemingly normal college. Right now it is dead quiet as I watch around me. I see a few flashes here and there of the surroundings around me. I notice the street looks decrepit and blood along car doors and windows broken. Worse of all, I hear screams and moaning coming from that college. After a moment the flash is gone. I wonder if this is like the other dream flashes. Am I seeing these flashes that will happen sometime or not at all?
I’m keeping my fingers crossed for a few reasons here. I don’t want to see Walter any time soon at the moment. After last night, I think I’ll take my chances on it all with him. Meet him inside the school probably. He is watching me after all. I take a few wobbly steps along the street, as I see nothing but glass along the ground. It’s gone after a minute. Something to startle me I suppose… Once I do start to move though, all comes into affect. All begins to move and sounds take place. Human life begins to come into motion here as teens and older students move along with books in their hands or backpacks along shoulders or backs. Student life seems to be normal. They all seem to be busy bodies and happy. I watch for a minute while walking along the sidewalk up towards the campus grounds.
I can feel them pass by me. Their forms feels close to real while some push on to get to a class. ‘I’m beginning to feel their bodies. I know that doesn’t sound right but…’ I whisper to myself afraid that they may hear me. Who knows after last night’s happenings? I notice three students however walk along to the campus library. One black male with two other white males… The one held a book in his hand that looked like some kind of paranormal book. The three converse about the topics, which seem to interest their needs. Ghosts… Sightings… The Devil? What the… I decide to take my chances now, as I know these three may be who I’m going to see this time. Or just one of them… They seem to hold a high importance here. I walk quietly behind the three not to stalk but to understand something. I hear the lanky looking student talk of something. ‘Look Bobby, if you are going to find the Devil you may want to bring us along.’ The other looked to the two and nods in agreement. ‘Yea Bobby! Take us! I want to find this devil too.’ So the colored one is Bobby?
Walter walks along with a few books in his hands and laughs a bit. ‘Hitting on the underage, Henry?’ I glare toward him and shake my head. Walter drops the books and walks over behind Bobby. ‘These three need to keep their heads out of the clouds. Look where it got them.’ He made this seem like he was a teacher or some concerned person. ‘ “ Look where it got them.” ’ I see how it is with him. Except this time he didn’t hold so much hatred around me. This time it was only mild amusement for him. ‘That’s Bobby?’ I ask Walter quietly while he looks over Bobby’s shoulder at the book. ‘Yea… Bobby, Sein, and…you’ll see.’ I blink a few times and point to the lanky male. ‘What do you mean I’ll see with this one?’ Walter shrugs and grabs my arm as we walk with the three to the library. He was beginning to scare me. Walter was acting like a school kid, slightly…’giddy’? Not sure.
We five walk on to the campus library. The boys did not know about Walter and myself. I should hope not for that. I don’t want to seem like I am stalking them. Bobby opens the door and the three walks inside the library. I glance to Walter as he walks on through the doors like they were water or air. I step through after him only because he held my arm tightly. The three go back into the books where the topic was paranormal and ghost haunting. I look over to the sign and look back to Walter. Walter happens to be looking through the books as well. ‘Wonder if they have the History of Silent Hill. Better yet…the history of ‘some devil’.’ My response was a frown upon my lips while I walk back there with him. We could hear Sein and Bobby whisper something. The other who Walter refuses to tell me about seems silent for the moment. ‘This one is a better book.’ Bobby states to Sein. Sein grabs the book and takes a look through some pages. ‘But does it say anything about the killer?’ Bobby and Sein go into a heated debate over it. The other begins to look around slowly.
‘I-I…wonder if t-this pl-place wi-will h-ha-have the book we n-need.’ The other says to the others while looking. I cough into my hand and hear the stuttering. This kid must have a problem with speech or something just spooks him a lot. Walter laughs at the kid’s misfortune of speech. The three soon stumble upon a book that seems to be helpful. As if that Bobby’s book wasn’t enough. The three move on up to a table and sit down. They’re having a debated talk over this devil. Walter takes my hand and tugs me over to the table to sit as well. ‘Bobby is having a good time, isn’t he?’ Walter mutters to me while watching the kids. ‘…’ I just look at him and shake my head. Confused or not sure what to say, that is how it is. He leans over and whispers in my ear. ‘What are you thinking about, Henry?’ I point to the one book Bobby has on the table. Walter takes the book for the moment and looks through the pages until he points to the back pages of the thick book of the paranormal. ‘And this devil will be human but a force so great that he is not able to be stopped.’ I whisper while reading that line to myself. Walter places the book back on the table. ‘That devil. Guess what it is talking about.’
Bobby takes that same book and flips back to the page he has the bookmark holding. Sein looks over and reads the same line I read… The same. ‘So, you think we’ll meet the devil?’ Bobby smacks Sein on the back of the head and laughs a bit. ‘Dude, it says he’s human. So that means anyone, right?’ The other of the three speaks up to the two. ‘B-but w-what if it’s a-a b-bad thing? W-what if h-he gets us?’ Bobby looks over to the lanky one and laughs. ‘Scared? I’m going to find the devil though.’ The other shakes his head and huffs quietly. Sein looks over the article and laughs. ‘He’s a chicken!’ Walter nods in agreement and laughs. ‘Chicken shit. He may as well be some kind of bird.’ I stay quiet at least until Walter leans over to me. ‘Stop being such a tease, Henry. I want to know everything you’re thinking…’ I cringe a little and lean in towards him just a touch. That was enough for him to get a look at my eyes. See how serious I was being in thought.
The scene changes now and it is late afternoon. Most of the students are gone from the campus and all is quiet. But not for one student… Well, I take that back… A few still lingered but most have left. I notice a familiar figure. It was Bobby along the grass of the campus courtyard. He looks up and sighs to his self. The boy looks a bit discouraged from the looks of it. The dream did not get to show me what happened for the rest of the school day for them. I’ll have to guess on this as well for my sake of knowing. I look around myself and notice as well, Walter is gone. ‘Why does he do this?’ I whisper a bit annoyed to myself. For crying out loud, the man sends me into these dreams of his past and all his victims. The least he can do is stay by me. Oh man…listens to myself. I sound like a child wanting his mother or father. Sometimes I wanted to have someone close to me. But a killer? I’ll get back to you on that.
‘I’m going to find this devil. I’ll show them. I’m not scared.’ Bobby states so bravely and bold to the air. The boy was that stupid to do so? I knew my limits but this was just stupid on his part. Bobby slowly begins to walk along the grass near the sidewalk. He was reading his book he had with him. I follow a little behind him while I whisper to myself now. ‘He’s human…an unstoppable force.’ Bobby was reading the very same thing I just whispered. When someone is determined and their mind has been made up, you can’t do much to stop them. I know this for a fact. The air around me gets a bit hard to breathe. A cold gust of wind picks up as it touches my form. I could feel the gust of wind. Something real I felt in this… Bobby stops short in his walk when he hears footsteps coming from the left sidewalk. He happens to be all alone too. Just like in a horror book, I wanted to scream to the other. Scream and tell him to run! Now comes the part where I would watch the scene and see the struggle. So far, I’ve seen stabbing and gun firings… This one may be new.
‘Who’s there?’ Bobby asks out loud. He now is beginning to sound scared. I would be too. I look over to the left where the said footsteps were coming from. I notice the same exact coat and pants. I notice the hair and immediately know it is Walter. His past form coming to get poor Bobby. Walter seems calm and walks a little faster now towards the other. Bobby notices the man now and gasps. ‘Oh shit!’ He steps back a few before beginning to jog a little. ‘Where are you going? I thought you wanted to see the devil?’ Calls out Walter to the kid. Bobby is shaking now and I can tell. The book is shaking a bit within his grasp. ‘Y-you’re the devil?’ Bobby asks the man while slowing down enough to listen. Walter just laughs and moves in closer. ‘What do you think?’ I step closer and make sure not to step on a twig or something. Walter reaches out and grabs Bobby by the shirt collar. He gives the kid a menacing look before whispering something to the other. I can’t tell what he’s whispering.
Bobby’s eyes got so big then. I knew it within my gut; Walter was about to kill him. Bobby struggles to get free from the other. Now he knew he made a mistake in this but his damn curiosity got to him. ‘No! Please don’t kill me!’ He cries out to Walter while the other begins to place his hands along the other’s neck and gives a fair squeeze. Walter’s past self looks over to me and grins. He turns his attention back to Bobby and begins to strangle the boy. I shiver while I can hear the gurgling and suffocating sounds come from Bobby. Walter was strangling the kid and he was powerless against him. ‘…An unstoppable force.’ I repeat to myself at that. I did remember this campus… I heard about it on the news. Pleasant River University, a nice university around. Not anymore it seems. Let’s get back to me though! Walter saw me once again! That’s twice his past self saw me in these dreams. What’s really going on here?
Bobby reaches a hand weakly out to the other’s shoulder and tries to get Walter to stop. The kid has no chance of winning this. I felt sorry deep down for him. I can’t give him pity because his mind got the best of him. However, I am not going to say something about myself on it. I know what it would come up to. Bobby finally goes limp within Walter’s grasp. Walter laughs as he leans in to the dead body. ‘You got to see him before you died.’ He had this snide side to him there. Walter takes a pen from beside Bobby’s body and writes on the other’s forehead the number in which he was. I look at the dead body of Bobby and the number… He’s the second one out of ten… ‘He’s only a kid though.’ I whimper softly to myself. Walter uses the pen and digs into the skin and flesh slowly along Bobby’s chest. He knows what he’s doing. That is what is so scary about it. Walter could have been a doctor or studied in that field.
He was doing all the precise things that one would do. Even with little utensils, he could do this. Walter digs around and goes deeper and deeper with each dig. Blood squirting up from the area where he continues to dig around. I happen to walk over close enough to watch to my own shock and horror. Walter continues his work and says something to me. ‘He’s 18… He’s not a kid. And his mind was made up to see this devil.’ What? Did he just say something about minds being made up? I was thinking that earlier. Walter was dangerous all right. He knew what I was thinking and how I felt. He didn’t even have to ask about what I was thinking about earlier either. It was all a game to him. He finishes his work and proceeds to rip the heart from the chest cavity of the body. ‘He is the second.’
I step back a few steps and look to him. ‘You don’t care about human life! B-but answer me this… Were you a doctor?’ Walter stays silent while taking the heart and collecting it. ‘I think you know the answer to that.’ He states to me and turns to walk by me. This was his past form! He was beginning to creep me out for some reason. This was not the current Walter. Before I knew it, he was gone. The body lays there motionless and wound agape where the heart had been ripped out. I look down at the book at his side again. ‘I think…I know what he said to him.’ I whisper to myself at that. Now I begin to step back a few more steps until I run into something. An arm grabbed my shoulder and a hand clasps over my mouth. ‘Hush, Henry.’ Walter had me once again in his grip. He ALWAYS knew how to sneak back in at the right time.
I was about to yell but when he spoke, I eased up and shake my head sadly. ‘You killed a kid.’ Walter snorts and looks to the body. ‘Early work… And besides, he’s not the youngest I have killed.’ That WAS a hint! A very nasty and hurtful one. The other has killed children too? I sigh and look up to him sadly. ‘So he’s not a kid...but…still.’ He takes me by the shoulders and moves me back against the nearest wall. Walter didn’t like to beat around the bush when he wanted something of me. I look up to him while he looks right into my eyes. Walter whispers to me against my lips. ‘Just like those naughty school kids who like to have sex behind the bleachers of the football field.’ I blink a few times before giving an odd look. Always, he has to hint something dirty to me. But I remind myself; I fell for it when he started all of these advances on me. Plus, he knows deep down what the truth is.
My back against the wall and Walter the only man I see in front of myself…I could tell where this was heading. His hands rub along my sides and lips caressing along my neck. Walter bites down a little along my neck. His hands begin to unbutton my pants. At least this one didn’t have to do with a dagger of some sort. I did NOT like the feeling of that. I close my eyes and whisper to him. ‘What are you going to do this time?’ Walter chuckles and waves his hand to clear the scene. Now it begins to rain on us. Walter did this on purpose. He gives a grin to me and takes my hands and leads them to his own pants. ‘Unbutton and unzip.’ I sigh quietly and comply with that. At the same time, Walter happens to be pulling my pants down my legs. I finish doing what is needed only to do the same to his pants.
This all seems to become really familiar to me. At times I feel as if I’m not under the control or he’s no longer in control anymore. It’s a mutual thing it feels like. Yet, I know he’s the one in control here. Walter seems to be calmer when he’s with me at the time when he wants something. The rain is soaking my shirt and my body is cold now. Walter’s own was getting drenched by the rain but he didn’t seem to mind it at all. The other man leans in and kisses my bottom lip as his hand takes both of our cocks into his hands. I gasp softly as he takes my own with his. I am actually curious what he’s going to do. This isn’t like the past times we’ve had some sexual encounter. Walter gives a grin once again to me and begins to stroke both of our cocks together. I can feel my own rub along against his as he strokes both cocks.
I lean back against the wall for support as my eyes begin to fall shut. Walter gives a low groan while he continues to do his work. Fingers run along the underside of my cock along the vein. He knows just where to touch to make the feeling linger so long. My body is tingling already from this and the fun was just beginning it seems. He motions for me to reach down as well and help out. I reach down and take his cock now and begin to move my hand up and down along his growing erection. For some reason, it feels natural and easy. I don’t know why it feels right to me! Walter groans again and takes my cock now as he does the same as I. We do this mutual thing to one another. It was for lust and the pleasure. The two of us rubbing and stroking each other’s cocks. It feels so good to me. Walter arching his back a little while he’s continuing on my own with a firm grip.
I let a few moans loose and squeeze my hand along the base of his cock when he does the same to my own. We’re doing the same thing to one another at the same time. Walter looks to me and observes my reactions while he continues to stroke a little faster along my cock. I didn’t notice I had picked the pace up on his until now. It just felt so natural to me to do this… Um… I’m not going to get in on the topic of my masturbation. I’ll rephrase my words for you, the feeling of doing this to another man. Especially him… Walter seems to notice this as well while he squeezes my own erect cock along at the head. ‘You’re a natural for this.’ Maybe it was the scene around us, but he surely was a little less rough.
My cheeks get a bit warm and I know I had to be blushing. Walter leans in and presses his soaked form against my own as his lower region presses against my own while we stroke one another’s cock. He whispers in my ear. ‘Bring your cock up against my own and rub with me.’ It wasn’t much of a direct order type of thing. I do as asked; I bring my erect cock up against his own. He does the same with his cock now. We look at one another for a moment before it just clicked within. We begin to rub our cocks along one another. The feeling is very different yet it feels so good. I wonder why I haven’t done this before. Oh! I know why, I’ve never really done anything with another man before. These all will equal up some odd experiences and hell…I’m guessing I’m willing to try new things. I gasp out as I feel myself draw to the point. Walter notices by the motions and my body. He’s really observing my actions. His own body was close to how mine is now. Walter had to be getting close to his orgasm too.
‘You’re going to cum with me, Henry.’ Walter suggested to me while he gives his cock along the head a squeeze. I just do what instincts tell me to do and do as he does for some reason. Hell, don’t ask. I continue to stroke faster along my cock and against his own. Walter gives this dirty look and comes in with his cock doing the same speed. ‘Aaahn… Walter!’ I cry out as pre-cum seeps out of my cock. Walter didn’t have any pre-cum to give like me. He just watches while continuing with the pace. ‘Feels good, doesn’t it?’ He coos toward me. I nod slightly while my hips arch and I am about to loose it. Walter gives a final squeeze and jerk to his own cock as he arches his hips and moans out. Gasping lightly now, I give a good jerk to my own cock. Cum begins to spew out from the slit along the head of my cock. Hot sticky semen spills along down my cock and his own it seems.
Moaning out, Walter releases his semen as well. Cum spills forth like a great fountain from his cock and all along my hands and his, not to mention our cocks. My cock is throbbing and I comply with its needs by rubbing it against Walter’s cock. More semen erupts from the slit of my cock as it spills along down the shaft. I moan out softly in pleasure while I finish my orgasm. Cum drips along my hands now as I feel more cum drop along my hands. Walter is continuing with his orgasm as a thick stream spills forth and drops along his cock and onto mine. He still rubs his cock along against my cum coated one. His is not far off from being the same. Another burst of cum spills along own hands and cocks. Finally Walter is done with his orgasm as he pants softly. ‘You liked it like that… Just remember, it won’t be so sugar coated in sex for us, Henry.’
I blink and look to him for a moment when I notice he is fading as well as the background. The next minute, I sit up in bed and look down at my hands. I notice and feel a bit embarrassed as I find my hands down at my groin. I had been masturbating in my sleep and didn’t know until now. I feel so ashamed and dirty. Talk about wet dreams… I literally masturbated until I did spill semen along on my bed. I have no way to get to clean my bed. I drop my hands from my cock and look around a bit dazed. I soon cleaned up and paced around the apartment to think. I look out the window and notice Richard within his apartment across from here and he’s looking out over here. I duck to the side and sigh. My life just keeps on getting ‘better’…
End of dream eight.