Screaming, there was only screaming.
Link was no where in sight, the shadow did not know where he was. There was a flickering light in what seemed to be the corner of the room in which he was trapped. There was a familiar evil in the room.
Evil laughing drowned out the screaming.
An ominous green figure came out of the dark black void opposite the dim light.
The screaming and laughing faded to nothing, the shadow almost wished it had continued, the silence was almost too much to bare.
The deep silence was muffled by the sound of chains shuffling across the hard packed dirt. The shadow couldn't see the source of the noises.
A faint metallic smell filled his senses. Crimson covered his hands.
He looked up once again trying to find a face to match the screaming and chains to match the clanging.
He was scared though he did not want to show a hint of emotion.
He looked to the green man. His lips moved but no sound was made, until he laughed. His laugh was so sinister it chilled the already cold blood in the shadow.
The green man was large, he carried and long sword at his hip and a short, multi-tailed whip in his right hand.
He swung, there was a soft cracking sound and a noise that made the shadow want to puke. Leather on bare flesh.
The screaming resumed.
The light grew and moved slowly to the far part of the room showing an apparatus that frightened him.
There was a slender pale boy hanging from the top. He had found the source of the chains.
A burlap sack hung over the boys head, the shadow was glad, he did not think he could stomach seeing the face of the boy.
The silence set in again, this time it was cut but harsh breathing and pleads for mercy.
More laughing and screaming. Then silence.
The shadow looked at the boy. He felt sorrow.
The green figure moved to the boy, grabbing his jaw through the sack and gripping it tight. As he released the boy's jaw he pulled the sack away.
It was him.
The shadow looked back at himself.
There was more screaming, this time it was his own, tearing him out of his sleep.
He had not thought about those times of his life for a very long time. He was scared of the memories.
He was scared of him. The green Man.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Woah, it has been far too long. I am so sorry.
Figured I'd do a bit of development on dark link. This isn't even the worst of it.
Hopefully I will update again shortly.
Kat
