I was nobody and I needed a friend. And what better friend but one exactly like you? I had already created a place where I could be free. But I needed a character, someone better than myself to run and play a role in all daydreams that took place in my city. As I got older the daydreams stopped being unique and things became darker.
The next word to describe him would be, an infection.
Who knew I would meet real people. But you see, Joey doesn't take too lightly to being forgotten. He began to warn me with simple feelings such as short, spontaneous moments of rage or sadness, but I ignored them as a simple part of growing up. He became enraged, and because he is a piece of me he has the power to redesign everything I have ever dreamed of. He rewrote himself in his own image; A black top hat and suit with red tie, white gloves, and a white mask with black draining from the eye sockets.
This new image was not the main problem though.
He was able to modify the mainframe of my entire city, turning the people murderous, and turning all buildings to old-rundown blocks sitting on top of crumpled roads. He is also able to create emulations of people I admire, and turn them into enemies. He over exaggerates their image to something so pure and beautiful that I become addicted easily. But of course, he needs my attention completely focused on him. Once I'm addicted and in love with the emulation, He turns my perspective on them to something horrible.
With the emulations that resemble a real person, he injects noise into my communication so that I become distressed and panicked. When panicked I feel that I need to leave a situation, or person rather, in order to repair the problem. And he knows that. After I had no one left he felt that his original success was not enough.
He's trying to drag me in, to be with him in my city, although I don't know what he wants. It's quite remarkable how intelligent he has become, from a simple thought - to an emulation that can control itself. However he is not alive, he is an infection in my city, in my brain. I've tired deleting him, I've tried making him stop, and nothing has worked.
When he's chasing me down the streets of my city, he has a point to prove. when we stop at the end of the road, and he looks into my eyes, I realize how defenseless I am... how strong he is. This is no longer my city, I am no longer in charge of my own thoughts.
How the hell did he accomplish this, was it my blindness that gave him a way in? It doesn't matter. All that matters is that that infection is ruining me, he is dangerous, and he is trying to become alive. He will risk everything to do it to. Lately he's been keeping me inside my thoughts longer, he grabs me by the neck and flashes memories into my eyes to turn them against me. He wants me to worship him like he's the god. He's my creation and I need him to be destroyed, but as much as I want to do it myself, I realize it's not possible to do it alone. Unless I go down as well.
There's been a new emulation he's forced upon me in my city. The girl next to my fourth period, she's so beautiful, He didn't even have to do any edit to make me addicted. She's got that look that I crave, Jet black hair, almost paper-white skin, eyeliner drawn in the perfect shape around her crystal eyes. I have a feeling he is going to use her to take me over, as perfect as she is, I can't let that happen.
I wish I could kill him alone, but the fact is that it's not possible. I need help from a living, breathing human being... not another emulation. If only was able to let someone help...
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