Tuesday, 30 September 2014

"Gnostic Story - Rewrite"

"Gnostic Story - Rewrite"

It's Marks birthday, he is now thirteen. After a busy day celebrating Mark goes to bed. In the middle of the night Mark is terrorized by a nightmare involving a cloaked figure chasing him in a world of black abyss. Mark wakes from the dream to find the cloaked figure standing at the foot of his bed staring at him with it's big black eyes that stand out all the more against it's pale skin. He is terrified but can't move. The creature fades away and Mark dares not to go back to sleep. 



The next day Mark just doesn't feel right. He is under preforming at school, and opts to laze in front of the T.V when he comes home. "What's the point in anything" echos in his mind as we see the grey alien on the T.V.  

We cut to a few months later. Mark has put on a considerable amount of weight. He looks very unhappy. He sits in a therapists office. "Mark, you know you can tell me anything." Marks expression doesn't change as he says "there's nothing to talk about". "Mark, what's wrong with you?" "Nothing matters so how can something be wrong?." says Mark. 

We next see Mark in his room he sit's before a letter, it is a suicide note. Standing behind him is the grey alien. On the floor is what looks like a human fetus lying in an inverted pentagram. From the fetus an umbilical chord comes out in a spiral attaching it'self to the back of Marks head. Mark is holding a dagger, the grey alien stares intently. Marks thought's can be heard repeating the words "Do it you coward", "Waste of space"  and "Everything is pointless Mark and nothing matters". With each of these thoughts the chord between Mark and the fetus pumps energy, and with this energy the feutus starts to grow. Mark is lost in thought. He raises the dagger in the air and bares his arm. He exclaims "If everything is pointless and nothing matters....... then it doesn't matter that it is pointless." He tosses the dagger away from himself. The transmission of energy has halted for the moment "I thought nothing mattered but that is exactly what has mattered to me. I matter to my family, my friends, and they matter to me, in this daze I have forgotten to care about them." "No, you are wrong nobody cares or matters" a voice in Marks mind states. Mark gets up and turns around to see the grey cloaked alien. "It was you all along" mark says aloud. The grey does not move but continues starring at him. "You will one day day die, why bother living?" the voice in Marks head said. Mark answered back "Because I choose to care about my life." The grey just stares and starts to fade away. The fetus in a groaning throat catching way lets out a scream before decomposing. The pentagram closes in on itself and inverts to a pentacle, changing colours from red to white. Light bursts forth and a voice comes through saying "Mark, I am your guardian and we have much work to do".



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