Beyond - Coming Home // slight language warning

Some call it 'insanity'.
Others call it 'truth'.








It was the third run now.
This time it just _had_ to work… else he would be too exhausted to get up to the ruins again. Jack constantly jumped to stay in the air. It was not very difficult but… well… exhausting.
At least he had to run and jump all the way from the birch forest up to the ruins.
Actual he just wanted to take a short nap on top of them.

Was this little nap really worth all the exertion?

Oh, yes, yes, it was!
He just loved it to sleep high on top of the old walls.

Finally he reached the old and shattered building. Now all that’s left to do was the tricky landing.
His hooves touched the wall next to the so called ‘Pit of Doom’ and this time it was just perfect.

“Yeha baby!" He yelled and reared up, that's what he wanted, perfect landing!
While jumped and danced to celebrate his succes, he made a small step backwards with his lfthind leg. One step too much. The wall, where he stood on, was not very wide… helpless he struggled and fell down, backwards into the ‘Pit of Doom’.




He hit the ground hard with his back. The air was pushed out of his lunges, the world went black for a few seconds.
He moaned. The world suddenly was one big carrousel, rotating at some insane speed. He closed his eyes and moaned again. What a fall.


“Auh.. shit…”

He didn’t know how long he laid there… when the carrousel rotated a little slower, he opened his eyes again and stared against the sky.

... what the hell?

He was confused and shook his head a few times. Actual it was a bright and sunny day in the forest, but now it was dark.
He stared against a gray and cracked wall.
No… wait… not a wall… that had to be a… ceiling. The ceiling of a room.

A room?

The forest had no rooms!

He sat up quickly, and nearly fell over again… if he hadn’t held himself up with his hands…


“Was?”(“What?”)

… hands?
He stared down on his… hands.


“Was zum Teufel geht hier vor?” ("What the hell is going on?“)
He mumbled.


He slowly stood up, looking down on himself, feeling himself.
He touched his face... felt the scars...
Yes, this was his body. His human body.
He giggled slightly. How could this happen? A horrible distorted grin showed up on his face while he looked around.
How…?
The white haired man made few shaky steps. He wasn’t used to stand and walk on two legs anymore. It felt very uncomfortable…
Another slight giggle escaped his throat.



He let his eyes wander around. He didn’t know this room. It was dark in here, but he could see every detail without any problems.

Obviously this was some old storage room… not very big, with one small and very dirty window near the ceiling.
Maybe this was a sign that this room was located in the cellar of the building?
Many things stand and lay around. Everything was covered in dut and cobwebs.

Some of the stuff were for the daily life, like a bunch of chairs an old table and a few shelves.


But some things in here were clearly meant for medically purposes...


He giggled again, this time it sounded a little more nervous. Now he had an idea where he could be…

And he didn’t like this idea.


Jack turned around, searched for the door. It was time to leave this place.
It was not a big deal to find it, he could just hope it was not locked.
With slow and careful steps he approached it, reached out for the door handle.


Suddenly the world vanished into blinding white.


He screamed. The light painfully pierced into his eyes, made it impossible for him to see anything. He struggled backwards trying to protect his face with his hands. Helpless he lost his balance and fell down again.

The light was overwhelming, he was blinded...

He could hear how someone opened the door, how someone screamed.

“Oh my… help! Someone, please help, he’s here, help, he’s here!”
A female voice...

Jack started to laugh, at first quietly, then louder, more hysterical.

He just couldn’t stop…

He not even stopped when they came to bring him up to his cell again….


“Ich bin zu Hause” (I am home) He mumbled with some insane girn.



"Ich bin zu Hause…"






I love your writing. This was

I love your writing. This was amazing.
I’m wondering what’s going to happen next <3

Woop, you read it?

Woop, you read it? <3 Thank you.

I am glad you like it... and I urgendly want to finish this before I forget what I wanted to write |D but i think school and work will prevent me from doing this...
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-hopes desperately for more- 8'D