Todos los capítulos de Nightmare Land: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 18

I pushed those thoughts out of my head as I turned and faced the twins. They weren't at my table anymore; they were at the door. The other twin's leg had thawed enough that he could stand on it. They were both staring at me, just waiting for me to come. When I tried to take a step in their direction, though, something stopped me.I glanced back at the elixirs behind me, and for the first time. I didn't want to just leave them. After a moment's hesitation, I reached under the table for my old bookbag. A cloud of dust and other things came with it. I gave it a good shake before opening the zipper. It contained my journals, old school supplies, and old objects I used to cherish. I ignored all of that stuff. I made sure the elixirs were closed before placing them carefully in the bag. I don't know why I want to bring them. Still, I would never ignore a feeling like this. I grabbed a couple more face masks and gloves since I was carrying this bag, anyway. Once I was done, I made my way o

I pulled at the strings in front of me. Untangling them and giving the nightmare lords back control over their bodies. Most think that it is the Nightmare Master controlling them. I guess he still is since he's telling me what to do. Should I feel regret about doing this, or perhaps disgust? Of course, but after cutting out my own emotions, I felt nothing really. I don't know how word of my abilities got out. Most people just knew me as a useless blind kid born to an important family. No one knew that, despite being blind, I could still see things. These things are what I call strings. It's a little hard to explain, but I guess I can still try. Strings are something everyone has, and each of them represents their emotions and other things. When I move the strings a certain way, I can control someone's body completely. I can also use them to look into someone's mind. Not only seeing their memories, but literally seeing out of their eyes. The strings are my only way of seeing the worl

It was a little hard to believe that he did that just for show. It was downright impossible, actually. He can't hide his emotions from me. He's basically an open book. A complex one for sure, but still an open book. To see the world the way he sees it would be quite interesting. Everyone sees the world in their own way. What one person considers wrong or unethical. Another may see it as completely fine. Which is why I would like to get a glimpse into the Nightmare Master's mind. Does he see what he's done as something that was deserved? I frowned at those thoughts, wondering what they meant. I mean, sure, the Nightmare Master has done so many bad things. However, it wasn't those things that my thoughts were talking about. I tried to grasp that train of thought to figure out what it meant. It was gone, though. As if it had never been there in the first place. Trying to grasp it felt like I was grasping at strings that aren't there. Like, some memories should have been there. As that

My head was in pain. It felt like someone was pulling my mind tighter and tighter, and if they didn't let go soon, it was going to snap. I couldn't do anything about it either. I was still under the Nightmare Master's control. Performing for these rich socialites. Well, I'm not performing. That job is for the freaks that the Nightmare Master sends me. What Doc doesn't realize is that his ability works. However, most of them are freaks he can't stand the sight of since they are useless. So he sends them here to perform for these assholes. Since I'm the ringmaster of this. For lack of a better word, circus. I only do a little opening before I am forced to mingle among the crowd. Since I'm supposed to please the people and not frighten them. I wear just a typical costume of what a ringmaster of a circus would wear, a top hat and everything. Plus one of those canes. Of course, what our guests don't know is that this cane is actually a weapon. If I twist the handle to the right. The can