He's in my head

Its been following me today its telling me to kill people doc and it whispers in my ears it says "you can't get done for assault if you use a pen." It shows me images and visions it shows me who's really a villain. it tells me that I can't feel emotion again

Until I make death potion and use it on a friend maybe Tom MacDonald or even Eminem.

It's a shadow called slick it uses my ass as a puppet doc I feel sick like my brain's gonna vomit up murder plans I can even write in a coded cypher and make all my fans comite to suicide and jump of cliff just to die but if I ignore him he tries to make me cry and trys to make me question why the fuck I'm still alive

Why do i have these skitz? They make me feel sick it shows me images of the whitch getting burnt to death I can even smell the scent of her burning flesh

I can see the blood as it drips of her face

I can feel the pain too. It tells me to sink my teeth into you and to rip out your jugular with my teeth just so he can watch you bleed as you try to get some air. But really who would care if you blead to death?

Doc I'm sorry.. But it tells me shit like this every day I just can't do it I can't resist it no more I just want to know how it would feel if I grabbed you by the throat and squeezed it until your body went limp and fell to the floor

Cause as he says in my right ear

We are all dead anyways.. So why fear it? My soul is eternal and infinite. I won't go to hell cause we live in the matrix

Yeah this world doesnt even exsist. So how the fuck can you tell me that I can't do it shit if I wanted to I could spread my wing and fly high in sky like a god

So why the fuck would I take it from a fucking mortal like you?" Jack said to the doctor while losing his grip on his self control

"Kill him Jack, this will make you more powerful than anything that you could ever imagine, KILL THIS PUNEY MORTAL! CLAIM THE TITLE OF THE MOST POWERFUL GOD IN ALL OF EXSISTANCE! DO IT!" Shadow shouted in Jack's ear

"Shit shadow shut up for a fucking second will ya I'm trying to think clearly!" Jack commanded "Doc what do I do? it's as if he's got control and inside my head" Jack asked Stephen

"You can only ignore him Jack" Stephen said before asking "Can you describe to be what he shows you?" in a hesitant manner

"Yeah" Jack said with a hopeless sigh "See it Start's off in a court room"

"Okay so what happens?" Stephen asked Jack

"well the year was late June 1692 the year of the Salem witch hunts

the Judge sat at his desk with his mallet in hand

"Bring in Ms. Janet cathedral" he commanded bringing the court room to complete and utter silence as the guards in their colonial attire pushed and shoved Janet into the court room and forcing her onto her knee's

"You kneel before this high court acussed of witchcraft a tie to the devil himself Ms. Cathedral. You are here to prove your innocence a trial of stone bombardment, batterment and fire" The judge said sternly as Janet struggled to loosen the guards grip of her gown hand's bounds together behind her back by a brown rope stained with the blood of the previously accused.

"I'm innocent" She pleaded "Please don't do this, I have a family, I have three children all of which need their mother" She cried to the high court. the judge looked down on her from his seat which towered the court before he spoke

"I here by sentence you to death by fire and steak and your family to be eradicated by drowning. those who survive the cold debths of the lake will be burnt those who do not perish innocent" He said as he hit his desk with his mallet "the first part of your punishment is a walk of shame starting at 10am tomorrow morning" he said before he stood up taking his leave as the guards pulled her to her feet and dragged her back to her cold damp cell in the dungeons of the court room.

hours passed by her while she dangled 2 feet off the floor chained to the damp and mossy stone wall her head tilted facing the floor beneath her all hope void from her brown eye's. "I should get some sleep" she told herself "But I doubt that it will do me any good considering that as of ten am tomorrow morning I am a dead women accused of the felony of being a whitch" she muttered to herself in a depressed manner "I hope that my death will bring my husband the same pain as he's about to cause me and to our three beautiful daughter's." she said angrily with grit in her voice. "I may not be a whitch but I here by place a curse on him and all of his future offspring I here by declare that he will be imputent and no longer able to have children that his future sponse dies of a horrific death and that he himself develops the bone eating cancer. In the name of our farther the son and our holy saviour I demand that this curse take's hold as of my death." She whispered before her vision fades from pith black to the bright morning light.

the time was ten in the morning, her eyes adjusting to the cell as two guards, an executioner and her husband stood by the bar's as the door swung open, the two guards walked up and unchained her forcing her to jolt and fall to the hard wet stone floor leaving her knee's near the point of breaking.

"Stand up whitch!" one of the guards shouted before whipping her with a whip that had three iron cast ball's on the end leaving her with little air in her lungs winding her "I said stand up!" he commanded before whipping her bit this time on the back of her leg ripping a whole in her skin making her bleed as she forced herself to stand up before she looked at her husband the man who accused her of witchcraft "I hope that your life is full of pain and that you rot in the debths of hell for what you have done to me and our daughter's." she said to him before getting shoved out of the cell and pushed to the exit of the dungeon.

The street's were full of citicins who came to spectate and throw stones at her as she was lead to the steak in which her death would inevitably take place, each stone bounced off of her tourso and head ripping her skin open and making her bleed, her blood ran down her face and drenched her clothes a crimson red as she got whipped by the guards more each time she stopped to catch her breath.

"Keep moving witch!" the gaurd shouted as he whipped her some more the innocent bystanders chanting "DEATH TO THE WITCH, DEATH TO HER KIN, DEATH TO THE SATANIC BITCH!" Which filled the street's and rang through her ear's like the white noise from a telly vision set Fill's the room, Her anger over powering her pain kept her moving through the vast streets as she looked to her left staring at her husband who walked next to her his eye's completely void of all emotional struggle "I hope your happy with yourself chuck. I hope that you become imputant and your next spouse dies as painfully as I have, I hope that you get the bone eating cancer that's burns as hot as those flames, I hope that your future offspring die at birth and I hope that you never get married again." she spoke before spitting her blood in his face before he punched her breaking her nose

"Haha, that's nothing compared to what's already happening Chuck" she laughed as the guards whipped her back more

"Shut your mouth you filthy witch. I'm going to enjoy watching you burn on the stake for you horrible crime's against humanity." Chuck said to her with hatrid I'm his eyes finally they reached the city center the crowd surrounding the final punishment the guards tied her to the stake so tight in fact that she couldn't move in the slightest, the judge standing in front of Janet "Today we here by witness the death of this criminal, This dirty satanic witch, Ms. Janet cathedral, she has brought pain and suffering to our Land's and that she must pay for her sins against our kind!" he shouted as the execution laid sticks and twigs around the steak "Today we shall watch as her husband Chuck cathedral lights her aflame for he was the man who reported her for her acts against us and god, for that is what is right in the eye's of our holy farther." he stated as the executioner handed Chuck the tourch and lit it "Mr. Cathedral please step forward and place the lit flame on the kindling which surround your wife, the witch" he commanded as the crowd chanted "BURN THE WITCH, BURN THE WITCH, BURN THE WITCH" Chuck stepped forward "I'm sorry my love but this is how it must be, I must help cleanse the world of your kind" he said as she laughed "Burn in hell asshole" she said spitting more blood in his face as he dropped the touch on the flammable substances at her feet, the flames burnt hot and high, her face melting and the blood drying on her melting skin which dripped to the floor her scream's and the scent of her melting flesh filled the air and surrounded the city center as the the crowed cheered, the smell was so disgusting that it made hundred's of the people vomit as they cheered louder." Jack told him

"That is so vivid Jack, no wonder that it makes you feel sick, you can smell the melting skin too?" Stephen asked Jack who looked down before he noddled his head,

" What makes this all worse is.." he told Stephen hesitantly "Is I can feel her anger and pain, I can feel the fire consuming her flesh, I can feel the whip lashes and the stone's hitting her, I can feel the blood as it runs down her" Jack informed Stephen who seemed fearful

"Okay Jack when did this all start?" Stephen asked Jack who looked at Stephen before saying "It all started after I read this book that I got in the post, I threw it away, I burnt the book but it just kept returning and each time it returned the shadow I see started to have more grip over me" Jack told him

"Where's the book now?" Stephen asked Jack

"I have it locked in a box" Jack informed Stephen "I haven't opened the box or read the book since I put it in there but this shandow.." Jack said "This shadow i-it keep's on manifesting and talking to me" Jack told Stephen

"Where is the shadow now?" Stephen asked thinking that it had left Jack alone after Jack told it to shut up

"It's on my shoulders doc, its on my shoulder's like a scarf it... it won't leave me alone" Jack said while he resisted the urge of murdering Stephen by strangulation "Doc I don't know what to do its almost as if it wants me to read the book, it say's that it'll give me godlike powers that it found its way to me because I am the only mortal that can control it and use it the right way" Jack said

"Have you read the whole book?" Stephen asked

"No just two chapters and they were about people being punished and the crimes that they committed long ago" Jack told Stephen

"Like what?" Stephen asked curiously

"Murder and making deal's with the devil" Jack said as the shadow flew off of jacks shoulders and manifested behind Stephen with a knife that was a puts black shadow just as its self

"Kill him Jack, Slit his throat, he want's to take the book away from you, from us, we can't let him" The shadow said as he placed the knife against Stephen's jugular

"No. your wrong he just want's to help me, you leave him alone." Jack responded to shadow

"where is he now Jack? what is he doing" Stephen asked fearfully

"He's behind you holding a shadow knife against your throat doc." Jack said to Stephen before he abruptly stood up completely terrified

"Here's what we'll do, I'll increase your medication and in six week's time I'll come back out and we'll see if that's helped you Jack" Stephen said

"Okay doc" Jack responded

"Remember Jack, he's all made up and this is all a symptom of your psychotic illness. it is all inside of your head, I'll be in touch with you once I've got your medication increased" Stephen said as they walked down the hallway and Jack opened up the front door.