User blog:Ronchellster/WDYD Answer - Kikimora.

Even knowing it is wrong, I could not resist the urge to read the diary of her and I end up discovering a side of her that did not even know existed. After two hours, which seemed much less, I kept the diary where I found and hoped she would not see.

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That night at dinner, eat the food she always does, but I barely touched the food. My thoughts returned to the pages of the daily scenes imagine myself doing ... S & M summarizing all. My Kikimora friend looks at me worried.

Kiki: It's okay good sir?

I: Yes ah ... I'm fine ... why would not I be?

I can not even look at her without remembering.

Kiki: The food is not to your liking?

Me: Nope !!!

I start eating dinner in large spoonfuls, to be honest hardly remember the taste.

That night I could not sleep, nor the next, nor the that followed and not only that, I do not know if it was just my imagination, but the clothes she wore were increasingly ... remembering the subject in the diary, except for the apron, it was the same apparently had some unwritten rule about the aprons of Kikimoras. I no longer knew if what I saw was real if I was to go crazy. Wait, that's what she wants, is not it? She wants me to go crazy.

I cannot take it any more. It was not right, but I could not find another way to get rid of madness. I called Kiki's mother abroad and talked about the content of the diary. I hoped like her mother she got upset or shocked, but the cry she gave on the phone is as if her daughter had won the worldwide competition to clean bathroom (The kikimoras do it, believe it). After two days her mother called me back asking me to find a site for her. I thought, since I could not sleep even so why not help the woman? The name I thought it was a kind of scientific institute or building research, perhaps even a sanatorium.

When I finally found what she was looking for, my jaw hit the floor. It was the site of a school specialized in teaching intensive study ... of S & M stuff. As she wanted, I looked for details such as application fee, applications, jobs, housing and other things.

After I finished I looked for a place where I could get away, like a sanatorium.

A few days later it seems that my friend Kikimora was called for a special program and so the exchange it ended earlier. The farewell was warm.

Kiki: Goodbye, good sir!

I: Take care of yourself.

After she left I managed to recover a part of my sleep. She sent letters every Saturday without fail, but only during the first month following in her letters began to thin, after the fourth month I no longer knew any letter from her. Do not blame her, she must have been a saint for having written to me for so long, after I treated her so coldly.

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We days that followed happened just a few important things, I was close to finishing college, my mother left home and my brother came to spend some time with us. My life was normal so I almost feel nostalgia for the madness.

I spent a few days off with a class trip to celebrate graduation. When I returned I noticed strange sounds coming from my house. I open the door slowly I realize my father and my brother doing something not very usual in the dining room. The Kikimora had returned and she and my relatives were doing ... S & M stuff. I hid in my room with plugged ears.

The following days were alike, I went to school, spent the afternoon off, and returned the night having already eaten dinner and locked myself in the room.

What did I do to deserve this anyway? Because insanity insists on coming to me? Why am I enloquecendo? Does the whole world was already crazy and I just had not noticed before? Or that I am the crazy one?

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One night Kiki came to me wearing only a string clothes.

I: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?

Kiki: I came to see how you were, good sir! We can not talk since I came back, it is obvious that you are stressed out with something, I could help you calm down ... (She begins to play) ... If you want you can punish me, you can do things with me until you feel better.

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The next morning I just wanted to find a way out, my legs carried me automatically to the school. During the break I was oblivious to the music room. It was an old piano that nobody used, it reminded me that as a child I had piano lessons, then my teacher said the piano was a way to express your emotions.

Stress made me mad for a way to release ... well ... my madness. Without asking anyone's permission I played the piano. I started with any letter I saw there was not very good, but then I for some strange songs I had never heard: Such as: Happy Marionette, saba Party, Paranoia, Sweet Melancholy, close darkness, last farewell and finished with a last song called "true evil never dies."

When I realized, hours later, I was all sweaty, enough to form a small can on the ground, my fingers were vermehlos and my body trembled. My insanity was there yet, but different, I never liked much of a sensation as that. It's great. When I looked to the side several people had gathered including the teacher.

I should be penalized for it, but it was not the case. The teacher was so impressed that he wanted to participate in a music competition. If I stay at home I'll just go crazy I could at least do something useful with my time.

I played every day, but not the usual songs, but some unusual songs that my teacher gave me, such as: Dreamy discharge, the performer, faceless the ball, King of madmen, new skyline, Red Earth, inverted mirror, hunt valley, persecution and other songs that never even heard of, but certainly names were strangers.

On the day of the competition my whole family was in the stands, the Kikimora too. I could feel the coming insanity.

When I started playing music I could feel a very different from the usual strange, but it was good and I wanted to continue playing. I played each song without exact order. Someone should have come to me at that time, but no one came, strange, but I will not complain, I just play.

At the end of the last song "Dance of tentacles" my fingers bled and I finally stopped.

When I looked around looked like a tornado had devastated everything.

I: What the hell happened here?

???: Just what wished master.

I look at the owner of the voice and find a shoggoth accompanied by others who were armed, armored and with apron, why always aprons? There were also some mindflayers behind them.

I: What I wanted?

Shoggoth: Yes Master! We've been waiting for someone with your madness invoke us and give us a goal.

So that was it? I could not escape the insanity?

Shoggoth: Master?

I: YOU WANT YOUR ORDERS? THEN HERE WILL YOUR ORDERS !!! I WANT YOU SPREAD MADNESS FOR EVERYBODY !!! DO NOT LET ANYONE OUT !!!

Shoggoth: As you wish master.

When I finished speaking several of them let out shouts of approval. In the end I could not escape from the insanity.