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== <b>"I Want To Be Saved"</b> ==

She danced.

Swaying to the rhythm of an insane piper, she danced and chanted. A gibberish version of Latin rolled from her unpainted lips, her dark, unkempt hair bobbing and weaving like a serpent. Pale skin etched by candlelight moved. Flickering, swaying. Flame and smoke, body and hair twirled and writhed.

She danced where no one could see.

Her hands wove through the air. Clumsily, though not without a sense of practice. Where skill was lacking, soul and desperation filled. It was not a pleasure to follow these motions. It was a necessity, born of her will. This needed to be done, as it was the only answer she had.

She danced for no one but herself.

Her chants grew stronger, gathered power. Tonight would be it. She was certain of it. This would be the night she would make contact. Her voice reached a cracked crescendo, hoarse, unworked at that volume. Casting her voice to the air, she completes the passage she drilled into her mind.

She danced as a wish.

She halts, her body stiff like a stalked animal on the Savannah. She was certain the eyes of greater entities where upon her. Ready for her wish. Ready to accept her whim. All she needed was to speak it. Shadows beckoned in the light, growing agitated as the moment pass eternally.

Her mind blanked. She had thought of thousands of requests beforehand, but now, here in this magical moment, she had forgotten all of them. Gone were the wishes of truth and power, of proof and control. Gone was the will.


Fear entered her head. She knew that if she didn't offer her whim to that which surrounded her now, the price for hesitation would be herself. Fear overtook her. Fear drove her as so many times before. Panic blossomed as the shadows began to claw forward.

"I..." tears started to form. A great welling up in her heart and throat. She would die. Tell them something, anything, or you'll die. Something worth their time. What do you want what do you want WHAT DO YOU WANT WHAT DO YOU WANT WHATDOYOUWANTWHATDOYOUWANTWHATDOYOUWANTWHATDOYOUWANT-!

"I... I want..." She forced her eyes open, to stare at the abyss staring back at her, searching for an answer, anything. Anything at all.

"I want... I want to be saved." she managed to huck out between sobs. She collapses, her arms clutching her own bare skin, leaving trails of red. She prays the answer is enough. Please be enough. Please please please pleasepleaseplease...

The shadows pulled back. Candlelight flickering across empty walls. And she finds herself alone again. Alone with her echo.

"I want to be saved."

Somewhere, in the distance, beyond where she could hear, her door opened. Ah. It was that day, she must have forced herself to forget. She could hear the landlord descending the steps. She didn't cover herself. She didn't need to. After all... 'rent' was due. She could hear the belt sliding through loops and dropping to the floor behind her. Such was the price of staying here. She had nowhere else. No one else.

"I want to be saved." was the wish /x/ uttered. And already, the cogs of reality were turning. She would be saved. But not in the way she expected. She expected shadows and demons to feast on the depraved flesh that violated her. She expected darkness to take her mind and usher her into a blissful afterlife.

She didn't think that not even a week later, her white knight would arrive.