Sibyll (Prolgue or chapter 1) not finished

Okay, I didn't think the beginning was the beginning if you get me. I thought there had to be more to it before the I'm normal-ish chapter. so just to let you know that this is ruff and I haven't finished it.1

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Disappearing. Everything was slowly disappearing. The knowledge of myself, my soul, my being and my time, disappeared. Time ceased to exist. Everything disappeared into darkness... darkness was everywhere. I felt like I was floating in it. Darkness was nothingness and I was nothing. 3

I soon noticed the heat where awhile ago my eyes used to be awaken in the darkness. It felt like flames licking at it trying to find a way in. I slowly found out that I was trying to get out of the darkness to the light of flames than the light trying to get in. I opened each eye as if it was a rusty gate.4

Bright light! So much bright light everywhere! The darkness rejoiced as its ying met its yang. My eyes widened at the sight before me and surrounding me. Lights of different colours turning and changing like in clubs (the wow it’s cool after half an hour you got a kick ass headache). 5

People around my age jumping and yelling but I could not hear them (I believe I have become deaf, whoo hoo me no listening to bitachs slagging and moaning no more). I looked down and noticed I was on a stage (I’m slow okay, GOD!). I also noticed there were unclear figures on with me which were a drummer, bassist and guitarist, all moving even though it was like looking through half blind eyes.6

I looked forward and noticed a microphone near my mouth. I then felt my hands come to me and they gripped onto something heavy. I looked down at my hands and I had the most (drool like homer Simpson with duff bear and food) awesome guitar ever (faint)! (Describe guitar). 7

It was then my whole body came back from the darkness. I released then my mouth was moving and my voice box activated. I was singing! (A real shocker there). Yet, I could not understand a single note and yet I heard them echo in the speakers. Then I felt my fingers move expertly on the strings of the unique guitar. 8

Everyone was screaming. I know understood (trust me not to frickin’ notice) the people were our fans. I enjoyed it so much my head began to nod up and down (head banging to sad people who don’t know what that means, I’ve just taught it to you) crazily. The only thing that my ear could really pick up was the notes and the sounds of the drum, bass and guitars playing together as one and they would not ever be departed. I smiled happily never wanting this to end. I closed my eyes savouring the moment. 9

When I opened my eyes, I was on a street. A Street I would never forget in my life (even though I had never been there). It was Seer Street (ironic I think). This street was like in horror movies when some girl trying to run away from the person trying to murder her (usually a stalker and sometimes an ex-boyfriend). It had dim street lamps which flickered on and off and rubbish littered and blew everywhere on the street. Houses and shops had broken windows and some were boarded up with wood and cardboard. The rain was so thick (though I never got wet) it was hard to notice the dark lit alley hidden there. It had dustbins which were full with rubbish, needles and more drugs. It also had mainly cardboard boxes, some flat and some in original state (most likely a tramps home). 10

I turned towards the north end of Seer Street. I watched as the twenty-something year old woman rush down the street towards me. She kept looking around madly as if trying you notices anyone (but never seeing me). It was strange how she rushed down the road with a large sports bag (with a look on her face as if she robbed the bank of England). Her hair which was straight brown to her shoulders was half sticking to her forehead and sides of her face and half frizzing due the rain. Her cat green eyes were scared and crazed look in them as her eyes shifted everywhere. She was whimpering as she ran. 11

She noticed the alley with a relief look in her face. She kept running towards the alley and once she was in she tripped on her on feet (usually I would laugh but this was too crazy and I have seen it before). She gasped in pain as she got onto her hands and knees. She had grazes all over her hands, knees and face. She stared down at her know empty hands in shock. She looked around, fear plastered on her pale wet face. The sports bag was in a near flooded gutter with a huge puddle that looked like an icy mirror. She cried out in relief when she saw it. She crawled over to it mumbling incoherently. 12

She unzipped the bag and looked at the two bundles which she untied that felt ice cold and wet from being soaked. She didn’t move them out the puddle though. She smiled innocently as two babies came into her sight. Both only looked a couple of days old with the slightly wrinkled skin and red patches stained on their skin. 13

One had its eyes closed and was making whimpering distress noises. While the other eyes were wide open staring at the young woman. The woman let out a crazed sob (which ended the innocent smile in the process),14

“STOP LOOKING AT ME! YOU STOP!” 15

The baby had the same eyes as her and lifted her small cubby hands to the woman as if she could understand her. The woman screamed louder at the baby with her eyes (for some reason her twin erupted in loud scared screams). 16

“STOP IT! STOP! STOP! STOP! STOP!” she looked towards where I stood at the entrance (she still looked through me as I weren’t there). 17

She turned her mad face to the baby tries rolling down her face.18

“I WAS TOLD! SHE TOLD ME! MISTRESS TOLD ME! DON’T UNDERTAND! YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND! YOU HAVE TO GO! ONLY ONE! ONLY ONE! I CHOOSE YOU! SHE’LL KILL ME IF YOU LIVE! MISTRESS WANTS ONE ALIVE! ONE GIRL ALIVE! I SAID I’LL DO IT! I’LL DO IT! STOP LOOKING AT ME!” 19

She glared at the baby and took something out of her jacket pocket. A Swiss red and silver army knife that lay in her palm. She watched entranced as she opened it out and sniffed the shiny blade. The wide eyed baby looked on giggling and clapping happily. I was frozen as (I always was) I watched this. My guts were twisting tighter and tighter into a ball. The woman pointed the blade at the baby,20

“YOU SHALL DIE LITTLE ONE! I WITH MISTRESS AND ANOTHER BROUGHT YING, YANG, CIRCLE TOGETHER AND I FOR MY MISTRESS WILL END IT! YOU’RE JUST A LITTLE ITY BITY BABE GIRL AND SISTER OR CIRCLE CAN’T SAVE YOU!” 21

She put the blade on the hollow of the baby neck. The wide eyed baby just looked at her not making a sound as if she known why it was there. The woman smiled crazily at her,22

“Bye ity bity baby.”23

She pressed down deep and then drew a thin cut to the centre of the wide eyed baby’s chest. Blood was flowing instantly and quickly. The woman laughed gleefully at the baby. The other baby face turned red, its face screwed up in pain and was ballying its eyes out; but was drowned out by the sound of seriens. The woman looked up at the entrance quickly and then turned looking at the second child,24

“See you child. You shall be my mistresses.” 25

She got up leaving both babies and ran past me not seeing (again). I watched as one baby screamed and the other bleed to death, blood staining the cloth and running into the water. I did nothing (every time I did nothing). 26

Red and blue lights flashed behind me. I looked behind me and a policeman got out of the car with a torch. The torchlight was aimed at me, but it did not touch me and went straight through onto the sports bag (as if I weren’t there). 27

“OH MY GOD! JOHN GET HERE QUICK! NO WAIT CALL AN AMBULANCE AND BACK UP!” he yelled as he walked towards me. I watched him (as usual) as he walked through my body quickly like a ghost (okay most won’t think this normal but I am used to him doing it or seeing this moment in time over and over). A shiver ran up and down my spine as he crouched down to the two babies. 28

“SHIT! WHAT DID THAT MAD WOMAN DO?!” The other baby seemed to scream even louder overseeing the man. 29

The wide green eyed baby just smiled and closed her eyes. I closed mine knowing what would happen after (as I have always have). I opened them again as I stared up at a blurry face. It seems I was half blind again. My chest felt cold and tingly. I could not smell and taste, but I could hear everything. 30