Darkness

Darkness surrounded his body. Cold wrapped around his very soul.

“Tell me friend. How do you feel.” A high  eerie  voice  echoed in the emptiness.

“What the hell...Who are you?” He managed to mumble.

“I...am...no one. As a matter of fact, i do not exist in your reality.”

“Look buddy, i don’t know what little game you're playing, but i dont like it. And unless you want me to blow your damn head off, i suggest you stop it.”

They voice laughed disturbingly loud. Its laugh spreading in every direction. It was then that Keith realised he was not laying upon any form of ground. He was floating. He was able to feel himself float  yet  unable to move or feel his body.

“How is one to kill, something that does not exist?”

“Where am I?” He asked the mysterious non-existing thing, trying to hold back the fear and confusion he held back deep behind his voice.  

“Ahh...so now we get to the good part. Well Keith, my malicious friend. You have been a very naughty mortal. You have killed, extorted, stolen. You can't live your life without being intoxicate, and you sleep with everything that has two legs. Your also just what They need.”

“Just what they need. whos...whos they?” This time he let his fear and confusion loose a bit more .

“They...is not I.”

“Then who the hell are you!” He had lost all the patience he had left. Replacing fear and confusion with anger.  

It gave out another unsettling laugh.

“Let us say, i am just a messenger. Here to act as the voice of The Forgotten, so listen you will wake up in the hands of your friends, you will be alive and well, but know that you belong to them now. They will have someone sent to you tomorrow...and all will be made clear.”

The voice suddenly vanished.He could feel the weight of life  rush back into his body. His head spun...and he awoke.