It's the Damn Shadows Again

Am I going crazy? Are my eyes being deceived by illusionary tricks? Is my mind succumbing to the overwhelming power of these nightmarish illusions?1

The simple answer is yes.2

Ever since the beginning, these twisting shadows have tormented me. Their claws sink and tear into my skin, releasing hot blood from the wounds in a gushing fury. The doctors said I was never allowed near razors again, but they don't know the truth. I took the precautions. I had disposed of every sharp object in the household, how could I still manifest these lacerations? Give me a logical explanation. Still, they blamed it upon my 'depression.'3

Let me make this very clear to you now; I am not depressed. I never have been, nor will I ever be. I do not inflict physical pain upon myself to release myself of my emotional wounds. No, I do nothing of the sort. The supposed 'professionals' claim the shadows are repressed memories that earlier scarred me. Ha! The intelligence and the lack there of is comically intriguing to me.4

They say the connection of the shadows coming into existence right after my family disappeared is a significant factor to my insanity. It's a significant factor all right, but not towards what they believe.5

The shadows have come for me.6

They took my family away. They mutilated them, tortured them, ate them for sustenance. But I will not let them take me. I'll kill every one of them before they are able to use me. I'll slaughter them like they did my family. I'll make the suffer.7

I've been investigating their habits. They slide behind objects, waiting for you to come by. They have the infinite patience that I do not. And when you finally approach them, they swallow you in their darkness and attack.8

My plan is actually very simple: light. Light is of course the most obvious solution, but if I can attract them all at once to this very room and illuminate it, I will catch them all! I will extract my revenge.9

To attract them, I must create more lacerations. Blood seems to throw them into a frenzy. If I am able to rip myself to pieces, they will fly to this area, sealing their doom.10

Yes, the doctors say I'm crazy. That's why they locked me in this little room. But now I can prove to them I was telling the truth.11

I DIDN'T kill them! I'll prove it to you! I'll prove it! I'll prove!12

I'LL PROVE!13