I looked everywhere around me yet I fail to see anything.

Was I within an abyss? Or perhaps I was a prison of darkness for eternity?

My feet refused to move everytime a faint hint of bravery blessed my being for fear of what lay beyond the spot I was standing on. There was no trace of wind or sound and I could feel my sanity drifting away from me with every second. Biting my lips and clenching my fists, I finally decided to move a step forward. The idea of being a victim of whatever dwelled ahead was more enticing than spending all eternity standing on the same spot. The sound of my thumping heart nearly made me deaf as I cursed myself for whatever might happen in advanced. Without further ado, I placed my right foot forward especting it to be gone the moment I stepped on the concrete.

I was wrong.

It wasn't my right foot that was engulfed by darkness; it was my whole body. I was falling down towards the bottom of this nightmare when I heard a glass broke.

My eyes swiftly opened and my body jerked up from the bed I was lying on; my gaze scanning my whole room for the cause of the sound. After a few seconds, I had regained control of my thoughts and stared directly on the ground near the window.

There it is again; a wooden box that housed a flash drive which contains a glimpse of my future. Like every month, the ritual of placing it inside people's houses at midnight continued although nobody really knew how it started. It just happened eight months ago where people randomly see the box at a place around their house. For fear of a maniac on the loose, people have tried blocking any entrance to their house and placing wood to cover their windows from the outside, however, everything failed.

The contents of the video was only a clip of about 30 seconds featuring the reciever in a scene that they have never experienced before. At the start, it was dismissed as a mere joke and nothing to take seriously. Things changed, however, the moment those videos started to happen some time in people's lives.

Trying hard not to lose my balance because of drowsiness, I picked up the fairly light wooden box slided the compartment that stored the flash drive. I sat on the bed as my hands reached for the laptop placed on top of the table beside it and turned it on. My emerald eyes scanned the flash drive as my mind became flooded with all kinds of questions regarding what it contained inside. Glancing back to my laptop screen, I typed my password and plugged the drive to it.

"What could it contain?" I wondered.

The past eight months showed fairly happy moments; all of which I have experienced days or several weeks I saw them. Surely, there wasn't anything bad within it, no?

I clicked the sole content of the flash as uneasiness touched my counsciousness. The video tooked a bit slower than usual to load leaving me alone with my demons with every tick of the clock on the wall. Finally, the video loaded.

The footage seemed to be a blur at first, then it slowly came into focus showing a dark, messy room. I inched closer to the gadget to hear a faint sound which, after a brief moment of listening, alerted me that it was a muffled crying. As the light increased, the footage became clearer and there, a man with the same brown hair as I sat on the chair; his arms and feet were tied, a cloth on his mouth and a blindfold was placed on his eyes. His pale skin was glistening under the light and he was struggling to try and free himself. Then, a person appeared in the scene with his face covered by a black mask to hide his features. After him, a table filled with all sorts of equipment ranging from needles, knives, to hammer and saws all came into view as the camera faced towards its direction.

The masked man laughed with a voice filled with malice and hatred; sending chills to the back of my neck. My body shook for a bit as I take in the scene before me. The man sauntered around the chair where the captive was sitting as if the former was a predator and the latter, a prey.

"What should I first do with you?", the masked man said with a voice I knew all too well. "Should I gouge your eyes? No, it wouldn't be any fun. You need to see what I will do to you."

The man sitting on the chair shook more compared to before while trying to scream yet he didn't make much sound. His body tried to move side to side in an attempt to do anything that will allow him a chance to escape.

"Good, good!" Exclaimed the predator. "You'll do that more later. Scream--I mean. You'll wish you were never born in this rotten earth. Perhaps I'll start pulling each of your fingernails out, what do you think?"

As the masked man laughed, the other desperately tried to do anything to escape from his captor. Then, the excuse of a human's hand reached for the blindfold of the poor soul had realized that he would never be able to escape. As the blindfold was removed, I saw a person who was the spitting image of me with fear residing within the same emerald eyes. Tears flowed as if there were no tomorrow down his cheeks while his face contorted to that of someone who was feeling a wave of emotions roar within him.

As the video hurried to an end, I came to a realization that what was seen could never be changed. It didn't matter when. It would always happen without fail. It was like my nightmare; I was now trapped in the abyss. Just like there, it wasn't only a part of me that was eaten by the darkness.

After all, it's about time I do something and get rid of my twin brother, don't you think?