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Just then , the door to the office began to creak open. "It's occupied!" I barked but it continued to gape. Suddenly, the dark caped figure sauntered into the door way. He peered at me with flaming red eyes. "Legend!"
"Why'd you let Hoyt get away?" I demanded while jolting off the sofa. He remained silent. "Answer me!" I directed while fronting him. There still wasn’t a response from him. His silence riled me up. I rushed towards him, clenched his black ensemble and made an effort to drive him into the hallway wall. However, my intentions were unsuccessful. He swiftly spun around and redirected me into the wall instead. I was catapulted head first into it. My sharp headache suddenly resurfaced.
My vision became bleary. He sauntered towards me. "YOU BASTARD!" I roared while pitching a riled right hook at him. He eluded it. I followed by launching a multitude of feral strikes but I was unable to connect to his jaw. His cunning movements allowed him to scurry behind me and clench me in a choke hold. I made strides to break his grip but he's much stronger than me. "LET ME GO!" I roared but my demands fell on deaf ears. Instead he began dragging me down the lengthy corridor. I continued to struggle with him but his hold was too firm. My heels flailed against the dusty hallway floor leaving a trail behind.
He continued to drag me through the hallway. While peering at the fragmented ceiling, it suddenly broke into distant grim clouds that were illuminated by lightning strikes. Soon afterwards I felt the rainfall. The absolute moon lingered over us as he persisted to yank me through the storm. He continued to drag me and we passed underneath a towering steel arch with the words "Lincoln Cemetery" embellished into it; the cemetery Lolani is resting in. Moments later he unclenched me and I plummeted to the muddy ground. I planted my hands into the grass and made an effort to lunge at him but a tombstone before me suddenly held me spellbound. It was hers. While gazing at the headstone The Legend sauntered towards me and stood up beside me. I peered up at him. He clenched his mask and suspensefully revealed himself. "Wha... What is this? What's going on?" I stammered while getting to my feet. The Legend was... Me! It was as if I was standing before a mirror. I staggered backwards distancing myself from him. "What's happening to me?" The doctor warned me about these hallucinations. They feel so real; down to the pain and emotions.
I turned around and began to sprint away fro m him. While glancing back at The Legend, I lost my footing and stumbled into an open grave. However, it wasn't six feet deep. It was a continuous hole with no end in sight. I frantically plummeted through the endless pit. Suddenly I noticed the bottom and was nearing it at breakneck speeds. There was no way to avoid the impact. I was moments away. Just as I neared my demise, I jolted out of my sleep.
I awoke to find myself back inside the manager's office lying on the dusty floor. I gathered myself together, stood up and brushed myself off. The series of nightmares and hallucinations suddenly came into light. It was a directive being conveyed to me. It was what this city longed for. I was no longer Duane; " I am The Legend!"
After gently removing the tattered ensemble from the manikin on the movie display, I tucked it underneath my left arm and exited the abandoned theater. Dark clouds are rolling into the city. I glanced at the time on my cellphone; it’s minutes after eight o'clock pm.
Downtown is lively on this Friday, July 4th night. The streets are packed with festive residents headed to the fireworks display at the harbor. I jostled past them and made my way to the subway station.
The train rumbled to my stop then came to a screeching halt.
Just then , the door to the office began to creak open. "It's occupied!" I barked but it continued to gape. Suddenly, the dark caped figure sauntered into the door way. He peered at me with flaming red eyes. "Legend!"
"Why'd you let Hoyt get away?" I demanded while jolting off the sofa. He remained silent. "Answer me!" I directed while fronting him. There still wasn’t a response from him. His silence riled me up. I rushed towards him, clenched his black ensemble and made an effort to drive him into the hallway wall. However, my intentions were unsuccessful. He swiftly spun around and redirected me into the wall instead. I was catapulted head first into it. My sharp headache suddenly resurfaced.
My vision became bleary. He sauntered towards me. "YOU BASTARD!" I roared while pitching a riled right hook at him. He eluded it. I followed by launching a multitude of feral strikes but I was unable to connect to his jaw. His cunning movements allowed him to scurry behind me and clench me in a choke hold. I made strides to break his grip but he's much stronger than me. "LET ME GO!" I roared but my demands fell on deaf ears. Instead he began dragging me down the lengthy corridor. I continued to struggle with him but his hold was too firm. My heels flailed against the dusty hallway floor leaving a trail behind.
He continued to drag me through the hallway. While peering at the fragmented ceiling, it suddenly broke into distant grim clouds that were illuminated by lightning strikes. Soon afterwards I felt the rainfall. The absolute moon lingered over us as he persisted to yank me through the storm. He continued to drag me and we passed underneath a towering steel arch with the words "Lincoln Cemetery" embellished into it; the cemetery Lolani is resting in. Moments later he unclenched me and I plummeted to the muddy ground. I planted my hands into the grass and made an effort to lunge at him but a tombstone before me suddenly held me spellbound. It was hers. While gazing at the headstone The Legend sauntered towards me and stood up beside me. I peered up at him. He clenched his mask and suspensefully revealed himself. "Wha... What is this? What's going on?" I stammered while getting to my feet. The Legend was... Me! It was as if I was standing before a mirror. I staggered backwards distancing myself from him. "What's happening to me?" The doctor warned me about these hallucinations. They feel so real; down to the pain and emotions.
I turned around and began to sprint away fro m him. While glancing back at The Legend, I lost my footing and stumbled into an open grave. However, it wasn't six feet deep. It was a continuous hole with no end in sight. I frantically plummeted through the endless pit. Suddenly I noticed the bottom and was nearing it at breakneck speeds. There was no way to avoid the impact. I was moments away. Just as I neared my demise, I jolted out of my sleep.
I awoke to find myself back inside the manager's office lying on the dusty floor. I gathered myself together, stood up and brushed myself off. The series of nightmares and hallucinations suddenly came into light. It was a directive being conveyed to me. It was what this city longed for. I was no longer Duane; " I am The Legend!"
After gently removing the tattered ensemble from the manikin on the movie display, I tucked it underneath my left arm and exited the abandoned theater. Dark clouds are rolling into the city. I glanced at the time on my cellphone; it’s minutes after eight o'clock pm.
Downtown is lively on this Friday, July 4th night. The streets are packed with festive residents headed to the fireworks display at the harbor. I jostled past them and made my way to the subway station.
The train rumbled to my stop then came to a screeching halt.
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