This not fiction

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Usually I write something fictitious but I'm not in such a mood today. I have been exploring my mind through meditation for 15 years now and I have gotten well enough at it to enter it through trance. It's big, complicated and dangerous to be in.  I was exploring a new sector of my mind,  a hallway that gave me mixed feelings half creeped out and half at peace. The hall diverged into two paths left and right with a door on either side.  I went right first and approached it's door.  The door was evil looking with satanic features,  behind it I could hear screams, growling and evil laughter.  I reached for the knob and felt a sinister chill so I turned to the left and walked towards it's door a door of beautiful white marble.  As I approached the door two hooded figures one with a scythe and the other with claws of steel blocked my path.  The scythe wielder had the word loss on his shirt while the other ones shirt said consequences.  I'm trying to figure out what this means I have not slept in two days and I'm obsessing over it.  Can anyone help Me.
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Metalheadbabe50's avatar
maybe they represent your troubled soul.