118 The Masterful Plan of the Pale (1/2)

Everything is going so well that I almost feel like I'm cheating, for real. The harmony of it all made it seem like I was just mind-controlling to do precisely what I want and just go on with it till the dungeon ride is done. Really, the plan is simple: I want these three messy characters—the policeman, the salesman, and the nurse—to kill each other hopefully soon once we leave this overly disgusting and 100% dark hallway. That's just it, really, since explaining more of what I have in mind will only ruin the fun of the dungeon for you! However, I am confident that I can pull this off somehow and will leave this place knowing that I did not even do or said anything to make these three people kill themselves just because I showed them a diamond rosary. It would be phenomenal!

I know what you're thinking, \”Anatoly, what are you gonna do to that weird looking-ass silver guy? Are you just gonna ignore he exists?\” Well, first of all, I wish I can, oh boy, I sincerely hope I CAN! However, he has an important role to make in this whole plan, and that can only work as long as he remains alive! Okay, look, remember that time when I said that the last part of the dungeon needs someone to stay inside so everyone else can leave? That part is true—no lies detected there, nuh-uh! Now, remember when I also said earlier that I am willing to make myself the sacrifice so these four babies can go home? Not true. First, they die, then the silver man lives, then he willingly tells me that he should be the sacrifice, and then I will be the only person who would leave.

I think it's a fantastic plan, to be honest. However, when I told my mom about it, she went berserk mode on me and started saying, \”THAT'S A SHIT PLAN! COME UP WITH ANOTHER ONE! YADDA-YADDA-YADDA! COMPLAIN, COMPLAIN, COMPLAIN!\” Then again, when she told me all of those things, the only thing she did is to pressure me into thinking more in-depth and seriously about this dungeon thing instead of offering a better plan! Besides, I'm not gonna die in this dungeon, anyway! I've been thrown here so many times while I was growing up, and there's no way I can't leave this time with that same plan.

Yes, I've been using that plan every time I was thrown here.

Yes, my mom will always nag at how bad that plan was.

No, Susan doesn't care.

Yes, I get out with no wounds every damn time.

What is the big deal then?

To make this plan to fruition, I have to be closer to the silver man as much as I can. From what I have observed, he seems to be a very timid and cowardly person. Therefore, I need to reinforce this notion by making me a messianic figure to him that will always be his ally and will always be there to save him. I've already established this plan earlier by telling all of them explicitly that I am adamant in protecting them. The only thing I have to do now is to be closer to the silver man.

\”Hey, what's wrong?\” I said as I wrapped my hands around the silver man's shoulders. \”You've been down ever since we came here,\” I said with a downcast gaze at him while patting his back gently to ease whatever pain he's feeling in his heart at that moment. I don't particularly like doing this; I hate it at church, and I most definitely hate doing it here now in this UGLY place! However, this is the best I got in making sure that I can get out, so... Just give me some slack, okay?

\”Oh...\” The silver man said as he dropped his head. The other three who are walking ahead of us don't seem to care much about what we're talking about since they continued to walk forward wordlessly. \”I'm sorry, father. I'm being a letdown again, aren't I?\”

\”Who said you were ever a letdown, my friend?\” I said as a gentle chuckle arose from my lips. \”Look, why don't you tell me what's ailing you, and we can fix it together!?\”

\”There's a lot in my mind right now, father.\” The silver man said with a defeated chuckle. \”I don't even know where to start. Well, of course, there's this dungeon; that's already one of my many worries, to begin with, and I would probably keep thinking about it till we finally leave here.\”

\”Don't worry, my friend; everything here may seem scary, but they're all still a part of God's work; thus, still making them a part of God's work. The only thing you need to do now is to believe Him, and everything else will soon follow.\” I then placed my hand on my chest as I continued with a dazzling smile, \”Look, aren't I here, sent by the Lord God himself to deliver you out of this hell?\”

\”Then...\” The silver man said as he moved his head towards me. \”What about the other people who came before us, the ones with you? Weren't they a part of god's plan too?\”

\”Eh?\” What?

Wait.

Ah, drat!

This is bad, yeah, I remember now. The excuse I gave for being here is that I was here with some other people before, and then they all died, and I'm the only one who remains!