The Nightmare Wheel {Private}

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±†_Eliza's Mind - Nightmare Wheel ~ Entrance_†±

"Ugh.... where the hell.."

Unknown?: "Good question."

Her eyes snap open as she hurriedly staggers to her feet upwards. She knew that voice..

Unknown?: "And we were always told Hell was after Death. Ironic."

"... Why are you here... where am I?"

It's at this point Eliza tries to ignore the fact of just, whom she was talking to. She glares past the figure and stares around... at the madness of an assault on her senses. The sky was a dark purple, the clouds shifting back and forth between solid and partially destroyed. The ground was bathed in various colored liquids. What appeared to be blood, a dark tinted teal colored substance. Black oil it looked like, even simple water. She spins around quickly looking around further in her line of sight. She was outside, nothing was around. For miles, as far as her eyes could see. The wind was heavy, night had fallen. Dust and small pebbles scraping against the ground. She knew something was to far wrong to be considered-

Unknown?: "It's not real, you know."

"... Thank you for that realization. So why are you here if it's not real then? You can't tell me my mind couldn't come up with a better piece of my memory then you."

Unknown?: "I only have as many answers as you do Eliza dear. I'm simply here as a tour guide of sorts. It's up to you... well, though I am but a figment of your memory. Not even I am willing to go into long drawn out movie-like speeches. Can we get this started?"

"What the hell are we supposed to do? If you think just because this is all fake means I'm going to sleep with you-"

Unknown?: "That's charming I assure you, but I was thinking more of.... that."

The figure snaps it's fingers thusly. The sound creates an echo on the flat plain of land that spans the entire distance Eliza could envision. The smile, smirk of the figure becomes one of the only things she can see. Pitch blackness envelops the figure, making it become nothing more then a shadow and it's outline. It's teeth and eyes the only thing she can truly see properly. Eliza, was not in the mood for games.

"I soooo don't have time for this. I have to find-"

Unknown?: "Your sister, and her last indentation on society? I mean, really Eliza... you strive to escape her shadow yet you yourself create more angles at which she can hold you down. Even, from but a distance."

"Like YOU are going to lecture ME? That's fucking rich. Get out of my way, I'm going to wake up."

The figure stands where it was, amused by the proposition. Silence.... silence.

"......"

Unknown?: "Not working, is it?"

"Shut UP! I need to concentrate!"

Unknown?: "The techniques of escaping nightmares will not work here Eliza... your final punishment has been handed down.."

"..... No."

She spins around once more. Staring at the shadow with a look of actual fear on her face. Her hands, fingers... twitch. She begins shaking her head from side to side...

"... No.. no no no..... NO!"

Eliza turns from the shadow and begins to run. Run run run as fast as her legs can carry her. Fear stricken through her body, her bones almost cramping up under it. Eliza's footing slips every other step it seems from the stress and panic her mind is wrapped within. The sick little sound of a soft laugh in the back round seems to follow her everywhere she goes... but in the end, she is going no where. Running fast as she can straight, right-left. It doesn't matter..... she always comes back to the center. To the shadow.. and now, the large bronze door behind it.

Unknown?: "Done running, Elizabeth? Or are you going to go on like this all day. I... could wait."

"... This isn't possible. I was dismissed, there was to be no more punishments! WHY WOULD THEY DO THIS TO ME?!"

Unknown?: "Like I care? Your judgment has yet to truly be passed.... after all.. the worst jury of all.... is your mind. Welcome to the Nightmare Wheel Eliza."

The large bronze door opens slowly, dark piercing light shines out through it as it does so. The shadow simply smiling all the while. Eliza was terrified, she truly was. She'd heard of this. The mind's own worst weapon, something supposedly all people had... very few ever knew about it. Fewer ever experienced it...

Even fewer ever made it out sane.

Unknown?: "Don't you want this to be done Eliza? Your time is up. I can force you in this world, you won't have any options left."

"....."

Eliza, was screwed. She stares at the shadow, and it's smirk. The large open door, the darkness filling the empty world she was trapped in. The shadow was right... no time left.

"... Fine."

Eliza tightens her fists, balling them up as she takes in a deep breath or two. Her chest heaving up and down as she cracks her neck from side to side. Here we go.. she slowly takes the steps towards the large door, entering the darkness.... the Nightmare Wheel within her mind.

±†_Nightmare Wheel - First Floor_†±

"...."

Eliza blinks her eyes once... revealing a whole new hell to go through, no doubt. Spinning around back, the bronze door was gone, vanished. She looks around slowly... shaking her head from side to side.

"What kind of joke is this..."

The room was dark and deserted, it pillared high into the... well, sky if you want to call it that. Staircases twirling towards it, almost like a tower.Three main doors were before her, maybe twenty five feet away. She was, not amused.

"So what, where's the game show host to make me pick a door any door? No lights? Not even canned applause? That's bull..."

Unknown?: "It's time to play a game, Eliza. The doors, are different. Pick one, and it will lead to a part of your life. A, level of your mind if you will.... every floor has doors, every door is different. You're not leaving.... until you pass through them all."

"WHAT?"

Eliza shoots her glance upwards in the spiral staircase, it was endless. She couldn't see if there was a "ceiling" or not. There had to have been thousands... millions of floors. She looks back at the shadow in disbelief.

"There's no freaking way I'm going through all of that. It'd take me the rest of my lifetime. I don't have that kind of off time here."

Unknown?: "A year... within the Nightmare Wheel.. is but a day, within your own realm Elizabeth. You have, all the time in the world."

".... How convenient."

Unknown?: "Indeed. Time is yours now Elizabeth... pick your first level."

The shadow extends it's arm out as he turns, bowing it's head. Motioning for Eliza to step forward and pick the first bit of hell she was SURE it was enjoying more then words could describe. She stares at the figure for a moment before breathing in and out heavily, she didn't have a choice. She looks at the door on the far left... slowly to the center, then to the one on the far right. She closes her eyes, bites down on her lip and heads for the door on the right. Passing the shadow as she does. A small sound behind her...

Unknown?: "Have fun, Elizabeth."

"..."

She turns her head back, staring at the shadow still in that bent bowing position. She huffs out and turns her attention back to the right door, heading for it slowly. Her legs feel heavy, as does her eyes. She places her hand on the large green door, running her fingers down it. Taking in one last breath, Eliza pushes the door open... disappearing into the room.

Unknown?: "Game Start..."

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Welcome To The Nightmare Wheel.

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|+|Nightmare Wheel Dynamics|+|

Q: How does the Nightmare Wheel work?

Q: Why should I care?

Q: Who are you again?

Q?: F.A.Q.S. are teh ghey, go away.

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A: The Nightmare Wheel works very easily. Within any humans mind, lies a place similar to this. A center where your mind judges and ridicules you. For most people this is called Guilt, some call it "Fun". I call it the Nightmare Wheel. Mind games a-plenty happen within this domain in one's mind. A full year can pass within the realm of the Wheel, while only taking up 24 hours in the real world. As your mind is let loose during this mental impairment known as the Nightmare Wheel, your memories and processing ability are let freely open. Depending on the intelligence of the human, a year can pass in a mere hour. In a mere moment. It seems the normal rate is 24 hours.

Floors are divided into single rows. Doors lead into different "Levels" of difficulty for each person, in their own personal lives. Memories of this or that, repressed abuse of any kind. Though the memories may have already been forgotten, you ARE in harm's way. You mind will physically harm you through the past you choose to face. Kind of like in real life if you've ever had therapy. To "finish" a level, you must face the hardships of the memory, or fear compacted within said level. Through whatever way the level itself, decides. You get the idea.

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A: I don't expect you to care. In fact if you've read this far alone, I'll be incredibly impressed. It's simply an explanation for anyone who has read it, or is confused as to what the hell is going on.

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A: Who am I? Read the rules, for once. Seems that's hard for people these days, pity.

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A?: Bite me.

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±†_Eliza's Mind - Nightmare Wheel ~ Floor 3, 615_†±

"Good... Lord...."

Eliza drops where she stands. Her body beat beyond belief. Blood spattered all over her, all over her clothes. Torn as they may be. Her hair a mess, tears flowing down her cheeks. Her face was down, on the marble tiled floor. The door behind her closing slowly, chains wrapping around it tightly. Another level down... she'd been in the Wheel, for a total of seven whole years. Meaning a full week had passed in real time. Seven whole days, spanning seven full years trapped in her own mind. The memories, oh God... the memories...

Unknown?: "Well well well... you're still alive."

"........"

It had been at least two and a half years within the Wheel that she'd seen or heard from the Shadow. She had hoped, prayed... it was going to be over soon. She couldn't take this anymore, it was all to much... to much.

"... Let me out of here...."

Unknown?: "You know the rules Elizabeth. You must find the last level in your mind, for this part of your life. Complete it... and you're free. You are close Elizabeth, close..."

"... That means absolutely nothing to me right now....."

Unknown?: "Pity. I so enjoy seeing you do this. It's like a home movie that never ends. You can free yourself from your mind Elizabeth, you just need to know how. As you do... now get up."

"....."

She stayed silent. Eliza could barely feel her own body as is, there was no way she was going to hoist it up because the Shadow wanted her too. Sadly... here, things are rarely in the power of the host's mind.

Unknown?: "Perhaps... I wasn't clear enough."

Eliza doesn't even have time to react as her body is lifted upright in a single motion. She finds it hard to breath, as if something was cutting her air flow off slowly. She looks down at the Shadow's hand clenched around her throat firmly, the smile, the teeth and eyes as always, visible on the dark figure.

Unknown?: "Now... shall we continue on?"

".... S...-ure.."

Unknown?: "As I thought. Next floor, new door. Time to play."

Eliza grunts as she's dropped back down onto the floor. Obviously now on the next floor of the Wheel. She looks around... this floor was far different. So far every single floor before it was dark, old looking. Dilapidated if you will. Blood everywhere, she'd become so used to the smell that a floor WITHOUT it... almost freaked her out. She stands and dusts herself off, looking around in confusion.

"... What the hell is this?"

Unknown?: "This, is the last floor in your mind for this time of your life. There is only one door on this floor, see if you can... win your freedom."

"Win?"

She turns around to look at the Shadow, only to find it gone. She turns around, looking at the large door before her. Shaking her head from side to side...

".... I hate games."

She approaches the large door, had to be at least twenty feet tall. Six feet wide. Large rusted chains across the giant white door. Eliza looks up at it and tries to figure out how the hell to open the damn thing. She leans up as far as she can on her toes and places both hands up in the direction of the lowest link of the chain. Barely scraping it with her fingertips.... the chain breaks and drops off of the door. Eliza books it away from the door as the chains fall. The landing of them causes a large rumble in the floor, cracking some of the walls around it and causing hairline cracks in the ground itself. Eliza had dove away from the scene as soon as she saw the first chain crack, good thing too. She crawls to her feet while panting, looking up at the giant door... slowly opening itself.

"..... This can't be good.."

HER: "Oh... you got that right."

"............"

|+|Note, I have permission from HER handler to include her within this RP. All things done from this point on I have been granted permission to do am allowed to, enjoy.|+|

"...."

Eliza froze in her place, the chains disappear. The door opens slowly, no light shines out... nothing is heard, but the sound of footsteps.... of.. heeled, boots... clicking, against the ground.

"......."

HER: "Welcome home, sister."

"..... No."

Eliza stares forward, her limbs still damaged. Blood still covering a good part of her clothes and body, her mind itself destroying her piece by piece without mercy... and now, this?

Lilith, walks out of the last door. The final chapter in the Wheel for this part in her sisters life. Mental duplication or not, Lilith was going to make SURE this was the single hardest thing Eliza would EVER have to do.

The two sisters simply stare at each other, silence between them. You could cut the tension with a fuckin' knife...

"... You're not really here. You're just in my head.... you're just in my head... just in-"

Lilith: "Oh yeah, I'm in your head alright. And it's not like anything ELSE in this place has hurt you right? In seven long years, nothing in this place has done ANY harm. Right? Hah..."

".... You've always been a real bitch you know that."

Lilith: "Oh, oh don't get me STARTED 'LIZA! You can call me whatever you want but I wasn't the one who CHANGED MY LAST NAME now was I? No, no no it wasn't me. And I wasn't the one who tried to over throw my sibling all through our childhood was I 'LIZA? NO NO, THAT WAS YOU.

You and your GOD-DAMNED paranoia about people liking me more. People respecting me more, people wanting me more. You have NO IDEA what I've gone through, so don't you DARE start with me and your cheap guilt trips. You may 'live in my shadow' but at least not everybody and their mother tries to BE YOU.

You know what it's like to be copied by everyone under the sun, only to have them then call YOU, the unoriginal one? Are you KIDDING ME?! That's fucking BLASPHEMY 'Liza. But no, I'll spare you that for now.... no no, right now? We have a long over due 'dance'."

Eliza could see her sister and her infamous rants were definitely as she would be in reality. Super, one memory she didn't want her mind to be good at making spot on and it happens. Of course. Eliza laughs a bit under her breath and takes her fighting stance, barely. Separating her feet a bit, lifting her right hand up, her left fist hanging down. She was in no condition for this at all.... but she didn't have a choice.

".... Promise you'll let me lead this time?"

Lilith smirks, grinning a bit as she cracks her neck from side to side. She lifts her arms up, readying herself. She begins bouncing a bit in place, her feet almost seem to be used to the ground, accustomed to this place. Advantage in her court again. She loved it.

Lilith: "If you can keep up, sister dear."

Lilith charges at Eliza, swinging rapidly in random directions. So much so she herself wasn't sure where any of them would, or could land. Eliza tries to read the movements, but if the attacker themselves isn't sure of something... how can you defend against it? Lilith catches Eliza in the stomach with a left hook swinging randomly. It buckles her down to her knees in one quick motion. She stares down at Eliza with a smirk on her face, leaning down she whispers into her sisters ear.

Lilith: "You need to move faster then that, sis.... the music is JUST starting."

Eliza squints her eyes and digs her nails into Lilith's left arm and wrist, she twists her fingers violently and releases herself from the hook buried in her gut. Rolling back, Eliza jumps to her feet and runs at Lilith. She fires off a straight right punch... but as she does, time seems to slow down. She can feel herself in the motion, but everything around her seems to slow down... everything but Lilith.

"..... What th-UH!"

Lilith: "Hah... this may be, your mind.... but it's MY FLOOR!"

Lilith had jumped into Eliza's punch, avoiding it and burying her knee against her sisters chest. Pushing off of her the momentum flings Eliza back and flips Lilith backwards, she of course... lands on her feet. She shakes her head and sighs, placing her right palm against her face before looking through her fingers at Eliza.

Lilith: "Think of it, as a 'boss stage' sis. You really think the game is going to favor the challenger against the computer's A.I.? Haha.... you've got NO CHANCE!"

Lilith drags her fingernails down her own cheek, cutting into it as she does. Her blood flows down her cheek, dripping down onto her shoulder and chest. Her left arm... begins to twitch violently.

".... Oh hell no.."

Eliza scrambles to her feet and begins running as fast as her weakened body can carry her in Lilith's direction. She knew what her sister was trying to do, if she triggered that damned virus in a place like this... Eliza really was screwed. Not happening. Eliza reaches Lilith and leaps into the air about a foot from her, not able to do anything with her body.. she simply lets gravity and forward momentum kick in. She sends herself flying into Lilith and her trance like concentrative state. The impact sends both crashing down to the ground... and breaks Lilith's concentration.

Lilith: "BITCH! You think some cheap little trick is going to save you here? Viral or NOT, you will not.... beat me."

Lilith gets back up to her feet, walking over to the still downed Eliza. She grabs her sister by her hair and begins dragging her towards the giant, still opened door. Eliza tries to struggle for a bit, gasping out for air as the landing knocked the wind out of her.

Lilith: "It's time you learned your place dear sister..."

"......"

Eliza's eyes open slowly, she stares up at her little sister dragging her towards the door. She, hated.... being told where her "place" was. She reaches up and grabs hold of Lilith's right arm, she digs her nails into it and drags down in one seriously violent motion. The scream of agony and fact she feels her hair released, tells her it might be Lilith's floor... but she can still feel pain.

"Ha... looks like the game doesn't give the "computer A.I." any special treatment when it comes to actual pain huh?"

Lilith: "... You're going to PAY FOR THAT 'LIZA!"

Lilith charges at Eliza in a rage, a pure rage... she swings her right and left arms out in a flurry. Eliza manages to duck the first three swings and gets pegged with the forth, a right hook. It drops her down to the ground where she rolls through it and lunges back.

Eliza spears Lilith down to the ground and tries to get a mounted position on her, she begins trying to break through her sisters guard with straight right and left hands. Repeatedly, over and over and over.... but it doesn't work. Suddenly she notices Lilith, was laughing.

"... The hell?"

Lilith: "Lets see how much you've learned."

Lilith snaps her fingers, the room suddenly goes totally dark. Pitch black. Eliza also realizes she wasn't mounting Lilith anymore, there was no one under her. Where the hell did she go?! The room suddenly lights up again.... Eliza is dumbstruck. She looks around... and under her. She was in a wrestling ring?

".... I HATE games!"

Lilith: "That's a shame, cause I simply A-FUCKING-DORE them."

Eliza turns around only to be blindsided by a European uppercut. It simply sheerly drops her to the canvas below, like a sack full of hammers. She grabs the back of her head from the whiplash and rolls away a bit, staggering back to her feet... using the ropes to help her fully stand.

"What the hell is this? Now you want to have a match?"

Lilith: "Weren't you told? You have to WIN your freedom 'Liza. So... let's dance."

Eliza rolls her tongue on the inside of her cheek, shaking her head a bit before nodding slowly. Alright.. fine. She leans back against the ropes, stretching her back out a bit. Party time. Eliza and Lilith lock up in the middle of the ring, she tries to slip her sister into a side headlock, it doesn't work. Lilith pushes her off, when Eliza turns back to her... she gets dropped with a dropkick on the button.

Lilith: "Ohhhhh... I thought you wanted to WIN 'Liza? Come on now, a side headlock? Fuck.... if you aren't going to take this seriously whats the point here?"

Eliza doesn't reply, she rolls away and gets back to her feet. The two lock up again in the center of the ring. This time Eliza frees her right hand from the exchange and blasts her sister in the face with a straight palm thrust. It sends Lilith back, staggering a bit. Eliza grabs hold of her and Irish whips her into the opposing ropes. As Lilith comes off of them, Eliza drives her knee into her little sisters gut, sending Lilith flipping over from the impact. Eliza breathes in once and stares down at Lilith, leaning down a bit.

"If you're not going to take this seriously, why am I wasting my time doing this?"

Lilith: "Haha!.... Oh, oh it's so worth it. TRUST ME!"

Lilith swings her body around, rotating on the ground. She ends up with her face in front of Eliza's feet, she grabs hold of her ankles and pulls Eliza down to the mat forcibly. She grabs hold of Eliza's left leg and flips her over with it..

Eliza instantly wiggles out of her sisters grasp and rolls up, she turns around and gets simply BLASTED with a vicious lariat. The whiplash effect stings like a bitch to boot. She rolls away from Lilith, clutching her head and neck in pain. She pulls herself up by the ropes... facing, away, from her sister. For some reason... a sense of doom washes over her..

Lilith was waiting, waiting oh how she was waiting. Down on one knee, her right arm raised up. She was stalking Eliza... it was time. She waits for Eliza to turn around, as soon as she does. Lilith begins the process of leaping up into the air, while wrapping her arms around her sisters neck...

However not all goes according to plan.

Eliza shoves Lilith off of her as soon as she realizes what was going on. It sends Lilith into the ropes, as she comes back Eliza scoops her up in her arms. She twists her hips and tries to perform a swinging side slam, Lilith reverses it in mid motion. She pushes Eliza back and once again tries to wrap her arms around her neck. Eliza once again pushes her off, she stops Lilith from being sent into the ropes by grabbing her left shoulder. She then spins Lilith around, and leaps into the air, clutching Lilith's neck in her arms before the two drop down to the canvas. Driving Lilith head, neck and abdomen first into it. Eliza had given Lilith her own "Kiss Of Death". God that felt good. She rolls Lilith over and covers her before realizing, there was no.. ref.

"... Oh come ON!"

Still laying back first over Lilith, Eliza looks around until the mat begins to shake. Rumbling if you will. The room goes dark, yet again. Eliza once again realizes there's no one under her anymore. She was about ready to break down at this point, she couldn't take much more of this insane bullshit. Especially since she knew it was she herself causing it. The room is once again filled with light.... but it's no longer, the same room she was just in. It was the entrance of the Nightmare Wheel, she could recognize it easily. She staggers, weakly... oh so weakly to her feet. Looking around, the voice comes...

Lilith: "Tch... lucky shot 'Liza."

".... Of course, it was just a fluke, right?"

Lilith: "Ha.. of course. The exit is that way, don't take this the wrong way... but stay the hell out of my world from now on huh? I don't like visitors."

".. All alone in the ivory tower, right?"

Lilith: "Sometimes being alone, is the safest thing in the world. You'll learn that the hard way sis..."

The voice disappears, a new door at the edge of the room appears. Eliza nods her head a bit before turning to the door and beginning her walk towards it. Simply mumbling to herself.

"... And sometimes being alone is the most dangerous thing in the world.... I'm sure, you'll learn that the hard way.... 'sis'."

Eliza reaches the door, with a heavy sigh. She was tired, oh good GOD ALMIGHTY, SHE WAS TIRED. She was hungry, her emotions were running wild... but she was happy, she was totally happy. She beat Lilith, it didn't matter where or when, in what... it didn't even matter she was the only one who knew about it. She defeated her sister... Eliza smiles, nodding her head a bit before pushing the door open. The sunlight shines into the room.... and Eliza, finally wakes up.

But where?

±†_To Be Continued_†±

Gone, But NEVER Forgotten.