"Dreams of the Rotted Mind"

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Six people sit in a waiting room. Pictures of teeth and eyes cover the walls. A nurse walks out and approaches a man. "The Roach says you're weird." The man walks off, frustrated with this outcome. Several minutes pass before she comes out again and approaches a woman. "The Roach says you're stupid." She looks as if she's about to punch the poor nurse in the nose. She walks out. About an hour passes, and one man checks his watch. The nurse finally walks out again. "The Roach says you're a dead man." He feels all his teeth melting in his mouth, and spits them out into the garbage can, nearly throwing up in the process. His eyes snap out of their sockets and blood sprays from them as if under high pressure. He feels like several holes have been poked into his heart. His body shrivels to a point where it doesn't look human anymore. "I'm sorry."

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The girl knocked on the door. Earlier, a man had complained, said that they were making too much noise, but it seemed pretty quiet to her. When nobody answered her knocks, she tried opening it herself. It was unlocked. Nothing could be seen in the room until she flipped the light switch. She saw things she never should have. Humanoid creatures were cutting into each other with knives, they had no blood and they were easily cut through like clay. One had its head cut off and was still moving. She heard somebody call from the other room, and when she entered, another woman was trapped beneath a sticky, flesh coloured substance. "Help me..." the woman cried, and her skin rolled down her face with her tears. A hand came out of the wall and ran through the woman's hair, pulling out clumps of coagulated blood. "B E C O M E O N E" it said. The woman's head fell. The girl screamed, and knew she had to get out. She will never forget what she saw that day.

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I started the day like any other. I ate breakfast and left my apartment. That's where it gets weird. Nobody I saw on the streets had any facial features apart from dents where their eyes should've been, which seemed to be coloured in with black marker. Then I saw him, the odd one out among the crowd, a guy who still had his face intact. He motioned for me to walk into an alley. I don't know why I trusted him, but I did. In the alley, two other people lay sleeping. I closed my eyes for just a second, and in that impossibly small bit of time, everything went horribly wrong. The man I trusted now had a radio for a head, playing a horrible grating static noise that nobody should ever be forced to hear. The person on my right had only a large mouth on his face, constantly screaming in agony. The person on my left had become a large fleshy mass with a zipper down its front, trying to unzip itself with its spindly legs. Then the entire world fell apart. I don't even remember my name anymore. I don't remember who I am. I don't know where I am either. All I remember is that one day.

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The rotted man woke up. He started walking, a large green pyramid looming above him. He walked, and kept walking, past all the remnants of a time where life existed. He just kept walking in his own personal nowhere.