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Visions

Posted by SixIsNot Jul. 2, 2009 @ 2:39 AM EDT

this here is aq story I wrote one night almost a year ago. I describes a vision I had after staring into the Itunes Visulizer for over three hours. No I was not on any form of halucenogenic drugs. if you like it please comment. to this day I have not had enough time to finish. Enjoy.

To hell and back.
by Six.Is, Not
Chaper 1 the sea
I am standing in the livingroom. I look outside. it is a dark rainy day. it;s not like warn summer rain. the rain is black and the ground does not absorb it. it seems to be ALIVE!!!!! I see it crawl up hill up the steps to the door then I see what apears to be little black speacks on the ground benith the door I look closer. I see that they are beatles. spencer is there behind me hi sticks his hand out to pick up one of the beatles to examine it. "NO stop." I yell but he does not listen. I hear him yell. i turn around to see him ripping the beatle of his finger. I look back at the swarm of blackniss to find that it has grown. the water/beatles has gone under the door and is heding towords me and spencer we run upstairs the swarm is right behind us, fortunatly for us the swarm has a hars time getting up stairs. I lock us in my room I put a piece of rubber benithe the door. for some reason my room is all walled by computer screans. and there is a sink in the center with a tri focet. I turn to spence and see his face desitegrate and distort into a horrid mutilation of him. all the moniters start showing differnt mutilated faces. they all say in a unaimous, autonimous voice"I'ts alll lies its all lies its all lies......" over and over and over again driving me insane by the chanting then the wall change into giant mouth on each wall.I am surrounded where I look there long tenticle like tonges creep steadaly foreward but when I close my eyes I can feel the cold touch of death. when I open my eyes the tonges have all moved foreward , grown spikes and move foreward. Then I notice that spence is at the only wall that does not have a mouth (the door) has grown one of theise tongues things and started moving foreward ang his eyes have glased over now just white.when I look into them I feel that my soul is being absorbed. they are all pushing me towards the sink. I look at the sink and beatles start pooring out. I feel something in my mouth. Beatles! I spit them out untill my mouth is dry!! I try and push through spence but one tounges grabbes me and I feel my self being ripped from my body and into one of the screans I see my face contort. I see my face be desicrated by the power of the warp. I am on a disk of green light in an infinite sea of blackniss I am trapped. The light hurts. it is evil. but the blackniss only offers endliss nothing and insanity. as I sit there I see other disks of light in the void. I try to concentrate on them. I try to ignore the pain. I try to call out for help but the only thing I can say is "its all lies" then the droneing sound of thousands of voices calling out " its all lies" over and over and over again.
I see many people that I recognize. a hand green and vile, apears in the void over each disk. it flotes over my head I think its just a dream. I wish it was just a dream but the pain is too much. the hand opens it has the same light as the platform of pain I am standing on. I cannot look away I feel as though my eyes are being ripped out of my head I try and look back and I see m body with bleeding eye sockets. I lose consiousness. I feel my self falling oh so far, oh so long. I see that its dark out. I recognize this place. It is my home. A wave a happyniss flowes over me. though the pain is there, and hunger,hunger to make other peoples be like me, hunger to make every one feel like me. I crawl up the stairs to see if mom or andrea are there so I came get my fill of souls. I see my body. I crawl into my deformed mouth. I feel hole again. I feel safeish. But as soon as i turn around I hear the voices. "its all lies.Its all lies.Its all lies" the screans light up with differnt deranged faces. spencers corps starts moving again this time before It gets a chance to get me I run though the door... and stop. there is a large ocean of the bugs waiting for me at the bottem of the stairs, hungry for my soul. I try to get away. its pointless rhey form a mouth an swallow me whole. I feel as though every centimetre of my corpse is being ripped apart. I realize that this is not the like the last time. there is no way (given the condition of my corps) I could get my soul back. the droning continues. I grow insaine I thrash about trying to get free. I see the black sea as I ascend (or decende) to what I like to call hell.

chapter 2 the loop
I get up I am in my actual room. I go to open the door. I try to twist the handle. to my horror, my hand sticks to the door knob and I watch as the metal turns white hot I feel my skin burn. I smell an foul smell that must be the smell of burnt flesh. as I think it could not be worse, the knob turns in the other direction. I hear the bones snap in my wrist. I can see a large shard of bone eruped from my arm. finally the door opens. I go down stairs but trip. I fall as it turns out the stairs have a (about) 10 feet drop to a flaming steel floor. I feel my flesh discentegrate my clothes catch on fire. I manage to crawl screaming as loud as I can for help. I feel the blood evaporate as soon as it hits the floor. I manage to get to the kitchen. I climb on to the chair.
I ly there for one or two minuts trying to stay alive. I colaps on the table I look at my self, almost naked, my burnt flesh exposed. I look to the microwave clock it says 6:65 seconds. it turns to 6:66. thats the last thing I remember. I wake up screaming. this time I try to cover the knob with my blanket. sadly I don't have enough grip so I use just my shirt to cover the knob. the knob turns into a mouth and bites( before I can get my hand away). I scream. Agony. I stair Screaming at my arm. I see the blood drip down to the floor from my bloody stump. I feel faint. I see black green flow up my arm. Its feels as though all the cells in my arm are screming. I see it crawl up my arm. I want it to end I want a swift death. I want relise. I want to wake up. I want to breath again. I want to die. I colaps as the black death reaches my legs I see my old watch on the ground beside me it reads 00:66.6. thats the last thing I remember. this time I try to kick down the door. I am suprised. It works. I watch carefully as I go down the stairs. maby it was a dream. I eat breakfast. odly I feel no poison. I go out side and find colin. I am surprised again. finally I have found a frendly face. I notce he is as agitated as me. he says that we should go. we walk through streets unknown. we see no one.he tells me that he and a few others have made the devil mad and gone to the second level. he explanes that he got here for grabbing the hand. an using it as a weapon. we reach an empty street. I stand and watch him open a sewer grate. I follow him in there is about 10 people in there. they introduce themselves. one tells me that he and the others have found a way out. I go along with this. I think there crazy but then I'm crazy too. I notice that one of the bricks has the insciption 666 on it. suddenly the wall colapses and I feel rocks crush me. I feel them cut me. I feel the squeeze the life out of me. the next day I tye my bed sheets and go out the window. colin is there. again. we walk again to sewer. that guy tells me that his name is stewart I find out he is here beacuse he can see the doors to leave hell. he tells me that there is one way out. he tells me thet he has stayed here for eternity to help those escape. he also tells me that for some reason he can see the devils minions. but even still he can't be sure of his security. he takes me down the sewer to a blank wall the a precipit. he tells me to jump at the wall. for a second I hesitate but then I am going to die any way. I jump. the gravety shifts and I find my self standing in a stone room with a portal at the other end. I turn to see colin his eyes blank. he laughs. I ask him why he is laughing he shows me the head of stewart an then drops it on the floor. with a quick motion of his index and middle fingers he rips out my bones from my corpse. I colapse wondering why. I know the devil is even more mad at me. I want to wake up I want to breathe. I hope that one day I can escape.

Chapter 3 twitch
" and I thought hell Froze over"
I am standing on a pedastill in the midlle of an infinte lake. I see skulls bobbing in the water. I notice somthing itching on my back. I feel my hands are heavy I see that mu nails are longer and they are harp. they are made of some sort of metal. I wonder why I have been given a means to defend my self. Why would I be given A weapon. though in the distance.man that is getting annoying. I see ice burgs in the distace, there is nothing, nothing nothing at all I scatch the pedastle with my claws. that itch is getting on my nerves. I wonder why I've been sent here, how is the a place for the devil to punish he's enemys. A place were the sinners of the sinners go do suffer. Sorry I really got to scratch this. I see lightning in the background the whole lake spasems. gaaa must scratch. It feels so good( the scratching the I feel a sharp pain on my back but it feels so good. I feel some thing warm trickle down my back. I pull one of my hands away from my back I see my fingers they glisten with a reed coating. I realize that I havn't eaten in four days. I reach out with my tongue and taste the blood it is a river of plesure in my mouth. it flows down my back an I lap it up galdly. I see a drop fall into the lake. I see the ripples expand exponentially outwards to the infinite horizon. I see it plop to the surface. I realize the waste of blood but there is more on the pedestle. my back has stopped bleeding and the itch returns it is driving me crazy beacus this time it wont go away no mater how hard I scratch. no matter how hard I try, I cannot get it out. Its in my mind. I drink more of the blood its is now cool and refreshing. but the itch ovrerides all the plesure and pain form the blood. I bite my lipe to try nd control the itch. again I tast the sweet sweet tast of my own blood.I think"oh what a treat some flesh to go with the blood. The blood is beautiful. It is all I need all I want it gives relise from the itch. the itch. omipresent inmy torture. I think that mabey this the cool water will stop the itch, before it consumes me, before it takes over the relife that the blood gives me. I want more I want it now. I need it. maybe I will find someone else so I can get my fill. I want blood. I jump in the water. my muscules stop moving. feel the freeze enter me. I cannot moveI cant breath but I do not pass out or die I keep sinking. down to the depths I go. the one thing that overides the pain of trying to breath with no air is the itch. that maddning itch always there to taunght me. I see a flash of lightning my mucles twich and I hear the rip. I try to scream but all I get is one small bubble( probably the last thing in my lungs) Float to the surface. my arms go limp at my sides. the itch is there and I realize that now I wont be able to scratch it any more. I wont be able to get the sweet sweet blood I crave for. I will forever drown In this frozen hell. I see the bottom of the lake. that itch is there. I can't think, I can;t move, I can't breath and worst of all i can't scratch that god forsaken itch. that litrally damned itch. I as much as any time before I want to die. I am trapped in my own mind. its just me, the pain and worst of all ,the itch. lightning strikes again my arm bairly moves but I can feel it jolt through me. my ocular muscules twitch my eyes close. I try and remeber what I saw at the bottom. that itch the itch it gnaws at my ming like a rodent gnawing a power cord, All I know is pain fear hate bloodlust. And of course thi itch. it always changes. just as I think I have gotten used to it, the feeling changes. It is a thosand itimes worse . I remember at the bottom was ARGGG the ITCH. no its not. GAAAAAAA. I am losing my mind now I have no control no escape. nothing can stop me from my own mind and then the Itch fades for one second and I remeber what was on the bottom....

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