People sometimes asked JJ why he let Anti hold him for a day. JJ would usually reply something along the lines of enjoying not having to think for a while.
Other people would question why Anti would want to control the one person in the household who couldn’t speak, the dapper man pulled from another time. Anti would often point out that JJ was the only person who allowed him to hone these skills.
So, explain why JJ was stumbling through the halls of the house in a daze with a spear through one hand and a stake in the other attached to a shimmering black thread?
[Go on, puppet. Show the people.]
JJ shuffled into a bedroom, door painted a sickly medical blue, lifting his speared hand toward the man hunched over his desk, waiting only a moment before bringing his hand down. The spear seemed to pass through the doctor, triggering nothing more than a sigh and roll of the shoulders as tears fell down JJ’s cheeks.
[Good, puppet. Now, the thread.]
JJ sloppily tied the thread around the doctor’s wrist, watching as it seared into his flesh before disappearing, then he turned and stumbled back into the hallway.
I know it is not real. It is just illusion, but when He is in control, it feels more real than ever. If he is not allowed to play these games, then the visions will be real.
I watch as I push the spear into Henrik’s back, the spiky end tearing through fabric and skin the same, watch the last breath rattle out of his chest before he falls limp against the desk. Tying the thread to his wrist grants Him access to terrorise Henrik in his dreams, replaying the moments he tries to forget.
When I finish with everyone, I turn the spear toward myself and push it in, closing my eyes and taking control of myself once more.
JJ collapsed into his bed, string and spikes gone, eyes closed as he pressed his face into his pillow and fell into a deep and dreamless sleep. Anti watched from the doorway, adopting his corporeal form to check in on the displaced man, smiling as he listened to the screams of the others trapped in their dreams, then glitched away to plan for the next time JJ agreed to be puppet.
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