It was all chaotic but calm. All around the dark carnival. Screams from different directions. Don't keep them waiting. Pure silence, Darkness clouding all thoughts. Laughter. Taunts. All directed at me. I snapped: If a circus is what they want, Then it is a circus they will get.
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/3rd person/

At night...

Depravity of light. Captured this eerie night. A single ray of joy vanished through his eyes. A Cold and unfazed demeanor was left behind. No one thinks people can change. But he indeed proved them wrong. 'Is the glass half empty, Or, Is the glass half full' he wondered. He cannot tell how much he has drunken. He only knows how to share his pain through a punch

What is he doing to himself? Everyone thought he was going to be the first innocent one, But
I guess the world got to him first. He has nothing to lose anymore. He chants in his mind "bottoms up let's forget tonight."

-in the morning talking to Aleksander--

"The world it does thing to people, now tell me what do you fear today." The doctor said, staring at the empty hole wall.

"I hear noises at night. I think they were produced from my mind. Maybe it's cause of lack of sleep or slowly decreasing sanity. But who am I kidding, I'll just let It all overwhelm me. I fear for my life." Aleksander spoke honestly

"If you are in fear of your life today. Why would you drag others into the fear?" The doctor laughs haunted the room. The door to the room shut and the doctor walked closer to Aleksander.

"So dark, so deep, the secrets that you keep.
Your silence is a twisted rope around my neck.I became friends with my nightmares. I consider them my personal artwork. My twisted sense of dreams." The doctor said as he walked closer. Aleksander had a Look of fright in his eyes when he looked behind the doctor.

"Everyone says destroy what destroys you, right? But what if the thing destroying you is yourself? why did it fall apart? These Cracks of red in my painting." The doctor madly continued on. A shadow emerging from behind his back. With a singer finger, he lifted Aleksander's chin up and looked deep into the eyes of fear.

"You can kill the dreamer. But you can't kill the dream." Aleksander mustered up.