<Bork> The wind is cold as it picks up blows along the stoop. The door infront of you looks strikingly familiar as you open it
* Erik looks around
<Bork> The door opens to a darkly lit hallway.
* Erik walks slowly down the hallway
<Erik> "Mom?"
<Erik> "Dad?"
<Bork> There is another door just down the hall, there is a light coming from underneath the door.
* Erik walks up to the door
<Shadow> {"Mom...Dad...hahahahahahaha"}
<Shadow> {"Snivel Snivel"}
<Bork> The door is slightly ajar, light slips between the door and the wall
* Erik tries to look in the crack of the door, straining to hear anything
<Bork> You don't hear anything, it's deathly quiet
* Erik slowly opens the door
<Bork> You now realize why this place is so familiar..it's Sam's place
<Erik> "Sam? Are you here?"
<Bork> The room is strangely out of place, a vase lies on the floor broken, pictures that once hung on the wall now lay littered across the floor
* Erik looks about, searching desperately for clues as to who did this
<Shadow> {"You did"}
<Erik> "No. I'd never do anything like this to her."
<Bork> You walk fowrad and you foot bumps into something on the floor. It makes a hollow noise and rolls under the couch.
* Erik looks under the couch
<Bork> Under the cushion flap is an empty bottle of vodka
<Erik> "Vodka...but neither Sam nor I drink..."
<Bork> Something shines underneath the couch as you lift the flap higher
* Erik looks carefully at the object
<Bork> The light shines and you notice another bottle of vodka, and another and another.
<Erik> "What the hell...?"
* Erik gets up and starts looking around for Sam
<Erik> "Sam...where are you?"
<Shadow> {"somebody was drinking...."}
<Erik> "Shut up..."
<Bork> There must be seven or eight of them under the couch, and they are all empty, and they all give off the same sickeningly sweet alcohol and perfume smell
<Erik> "Sam...please...where are you?"
<Bork> You crash haphazardly around the room until you step on something that almost makes you trip
* Erik begins to search more frantically.
* Erik looks down
<Bork> It is a prescription pill bottle
<Bork> Diazepam
<Erik> "oh...oh my God..."
<Shadow> {"Oooohhh my favorite"}
<Erik> "Fuck off, Shadow."
<Shadow> {"Sure...lend me a hand"}
<Erik> "I said fuck off!"
<Bork> You search about the house until you find Sam's room.
* Erik enters quickly
<Erik> "Sam?"
<Bork> You nearly tear open the door, and what you see shocks you
<Bork> Her bed is unmade, and there is something all over her bed
<Erik> "...ohmygod..."
* Erik moves closer
<Bork> Pictures are strewn across the bed
<Bork> Pictures of you and Sam during happier times
<Bork> Laughing, smiling
* Erik picks one up
<Bork> having the time of your lives
<Bork> You pick up one of you and her and the beach, she is so happy, smiling into the camera
<ST> There are little salt marks on the picture
<Shadow> {"Awwwaaahhh ain't she pretty"}
Erik smiles.
<ST> The salt marks are droplet size.
<Erik> "I swear Shadow, when I'm through this...you're next..."
<ST> a tear mark.
<ST> You notice on the bed even more pill bottles
Erik gets up quickly.
<Shadow> {"An idle threat..besides I know how to end all of this."}
<Erik> "We'll see...we'll just see..."
<ST> the tops off, small pills scattered across the bed, underneath the pictures
Erik grabs a handful of pictures.
Erik searches around the room.
<ST> You notice underneath the pictures you grab, is a small piece of paper
Erik reads the note.
<ST> "To whoever finds this note: I cannot live without Erik, so I'm joining him in eternity...Sam." And that's when you hear it, coming from the next room, drip..drip...drip...drip...
<Erik> "Dammit Samantha...no...you were stronger than that..."
Erik moves into the next room, still clutching his handful of pictures.
<Shadow> {"I guess she wasn't."}
<Erik> "No...I knew her...you have no claim on her, fiend."
<ST> You open the door into the bathroom. The shower curtain is drawn closed, but you can see a figure laying in the tub unmoving
<Shadow> {"I am you pal...get used to it."}
<Erik> "Sam?"
Erik pulls back the curtain.
<ST> You draw open the curtain to find Sam laying in the tub, her wrists gashed open, dripping into the soupy red water. Her once beautiful face is a mask of sorrw and grief. Her once beautiful skin is blueish and bloated. Her dead fingers still grip the rusty straight razor she used to gash her wrists with. You can see the water begin to swirl.
Erik begins to build up a scream of anguish and rage, but somehow finds the strength to not. He instead looks longingly, first at the pictures, then the body, then back at the pictures. A tear rolls down his cheek, and he drops to his knees and begins to embrace his lost lover.
<ST> The razor gleams in the light, a monogram catches your eye E.S
<Shadow> {"Your best bet would be to leave."}
<Shadow> {"Just walk away"}
<Erik> "No."
<Erik> "I will never leave her."
<Shadow> {"This is best...just walk away."}
<ST> The swirling water begins to quicken
Erik pulls Sam out of the bathtub,and puts towels over her, covering her.
<Shadow> {"WALK AWAY!"}
<Erik> "NEVER!"
<Shadow> {"WALK AWAY!"}
<Erik> "NO!"
<ST> The swirling continues
Erik embraces Sam tightly, borrowing strength from just her memory.
<Erik> "I will never do as you say, shadow. I am in charge, not you! NOT YOU!"
<ST> the razor clatters to the floor open, and glinting in the light, it's rust now gone to reveal a silvery sheen.
<Shadow> {"Fine....I would walk away....killing yourself is crazy."}
<Erik> "Good for you. Now fuck off.I have no intention of killing myself."
<Shadow> {"Well its the only way out of here besides that door over there"}
<Erik> "No, you're lying."
<Shadow> {"Try it..."}
<Erik> "I could choose to just stay right here."
<Erik> "Who said I wanted to go?"
<Shadow> {"Then the Oblivion will get you...it pools right now as we speak."}
<Erik> "Dead or alive, I still love her, and I'll never leave her."
<Shadow> {"Look above you."}
<ST> The swirling water is turning colour
<ST> Above you is a starry hole in the ceiling, it yawns wide and black
<Shadow> {"Her spirit has passed...and you are here....you are not with her...you are with a hunk of meat."}
Erik stares at the hole, clutching Sam's hand for strength.
<Shadow> {"Meat!"}
<Erik> "I don't care..."
<Shadow> {"I know you do."}
<Erik> "Her memory is as potent as her being here."
<Shadow> {"Is it?"}
<Erik> "Yes."
<Erik> "It must be."
<Shadow> {"But it isin't."}
<ST> The Void begins to moan, and you can almost hear your name
<Erik> "If you were really me, you'd understand."
<Shadow> {"I do understand....I understand that she is gone and that there is nothing that you or I can do about it."}
<Erik> "I do not go gently into this good night..."
<Shadow> {"We are here...she is somewheres else...it will always be as such."}
<Erik> "I will stay with her, whether or not she still exists here."
<Shadow> {"Then Oblivion will suck you into its blackness."}
<Erik> "Then let Oblivion."
<Erik> "At least we will go together."
<Shadow> {"Damn you...the door is the only way out!"}
<Erik> "No. I don't choose to do that."
<Shadow> {"The door!"}
<Erik> "No."
<ST> The walls begin to fade and Sam begins to melt away
<ST> You feel yourself begin to grow tired and your conscience slips away.