The First Question

Why? The grime wouldn’t wash off, and his soul ached. He had chosen one of the worse Holders to start with, and only continued down hill in his choices. He knew the reasons he had picked them to begin with, but he didn’t know why he continued to pick the horrid (and a horrid Object amongst the Objects must be truly horrible) Objects. The ones no one would seek out. That was the reason for seeking out the first horrid Object. He sought out the Holder of Putridity; he knew no one would seek it out because of the pain it would bring on the world. He sought it for verified proof of Their existence. Now he wished he hadn’t.

This pain in him racked his body, physically. Then of course came the thing he dreaded more then the disease he now held. The hunger, it ate at his soul. So he sought out again. He came into the institution and asked for another Holder, another Holder he knew no one would have sought. Now the hunger leads to this the need for an Object. He sought Her, the Holder of the Worm. Now he held two endless hungers; for the Objects, and for anything else.

He stood there in the shower, staring at the head. Wishing it could give him an answer. He was the cat, and curiosity was going to kill him and the rest of humanity if he wasn’t careful. He was hungering for food but, he knew he couldn’t sate it so he didn’t even try. He had sought out these objects and now he wished he hadn’t. He knew there was no way out, and he could live with that. The seeking wasn’t great but, it gave him a purpose. He just wanted to start over, seek a different set of objects.

He thought perhaps the objects themselves could help him. So he started to research them again. He saw some things that might help. A few of the holders apparently gave you the option to stop or start over. One of them seemed insanely hard and resulted in eternal torment at the hands of, what he called, Their demons. If he wanted that he’d just go fail a test. He saw another that seemed very appealing to any seeker that may have wanted to stop it all. So he discarded that for the simple reason that the Holders Object may have already been taken. Finally he saw what would help. A Holder that took your objects or, else put you in immense pain. No seeker really wanted to lose his Objects; perhaps that’s what made him different. That Holder knew and sought to kill them with the pain. What the Holder didn’t know was this was his way out. He would seek this Holder and loose his current Objects, sate the hunger for a new one, and start fresh all in one quick swoop.

The problem was he would have to collect one item he wanted, while still enduring. He’d have to fight through the pain in hope of relieving it. If it didn’t work, what did he have to lose? He’d save humanity and there would be one less insane freak seeking.

He stepped out of the shower and dried off. He considered the limitations he would have to take in his choice and also the wisdom he had gained from his past mistakes. He went to his bed and allowed the thing he called sleep to take over. Hoping that it may bring an idea to his conundrum and at the same time wake him from his living nightmare.

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