Certain things you can count on when you are all alone in a scary place. Sounds even ones like dripping water take on a whole new terror, there is never enough light to show you everything you want, and the physical manefestation of the evil in the place trying to take on your persona to fool you into thinking you are going crazy. Ok so that last one might be unique to me personally, but still it seems like the more dark and scary some place is, the more likely I'll run across another me, either in a mirror, or just out in the open. Its not like I don't talk to myself enough!
To my credit I was doing as my dark female companion had asked me to do before. I was staying put hoping she'd come back. As time seemed to stretch into forever (so like five maybe ten minutes?) I got worried she was not coming back. And thats when I stepped from the darkness. Well not exactly me, it was me in a nicer set of clothes not covered in blood and not as scruffy looking (look I can admit after time on the trail I look fairly nasty, I don't travel well). He seemed to look me over with condescion, as if appraising me to be what I appeared to be and finding me lacking. Which to tell you the truth should I ever come across a copy of myself looking like I normally do, I'd judge myself pretty harshly (Again I mean lets not forget the creepy shape changers).
"So this is what we're reduced to, huddling in the dark hoping some strong woman comes to save us?" His voice was mine, but not quite, kind of like when someone mocks your voice.
"Can we just skip to the part where you try and kill me, I mean this act might work on someone who isn't half as crazy as myself, but I know crazy sir, and you sir are no crazy!" I'll admit anyone else this fake you or is it? Act might work on, but I'm Trezlan "Batshit Crazy" Lorentino! I'm a guy who was locked within himself by an evil master. I'm someone who routinely has to talk to himself to cheer up his day! Some spectre mimicing my look won't even make me blink! Well other than normal blink responses. He lunged at me, hands twisting from mine in to some kind of weird hook hands, behind me there was another of the same type of creature (actually kind of smart, distract from one angle, try and kill from a seperate one). They also had me sitting down, though that worked to my favor. I ducked backwards from the first attack which dodged the second perfectly! In falling backwards I went to pull my sword out of its hilt (because stupidly I'd left it idle in a dark scary place, what can I say I'm not a smart swordsman) and brought it into the second attackers midsection slicing the weird shadow creature in two, while his own lunge decapitated the former me.
They did knock over my oil lamp, spilling some of the precious light fluid on to the ground, but outside of that complete failures (so I guess they were a bit more like me than I'd like to admit, self hey yo!!). I was still in the prison section and despite my hopes my female companion was not returning. Now a smart person would just leave, but I've never been smart, and I figured the only way out was down (clearly I'm terrible at room geography). So with a heavy sigh I picked up my little lantern and went deeper into the blackness, hoping that no more copies of me were waiting, or if they were, they were a bit less condescending!
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