"I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors any more I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by me in their summer cloths I have to turn my head until my darkness goes."
-Rolling Stones Paint It Black
*FLASH*
Jack could see the knife in hsi hands as he opened the hand. He slowly pushed the door open and walked into the black room...
*Flash*
"Help me! Where am I! What am I doing!"
*Flash*
He saw a tiny light in the corner of the room. He turned around silently and closed the door. He had to reach up to clutch the knob in order to close it...
*Flash*
"Why do I have a knife in my hand. Who is this man? I've never see him before...
*Flash*
He looked up at the top of the desk. He placed the knife down and jumped on it. The man was older, and wore black exept for a white band around his throat. He was a priest...
*Flash*
"What the hell is goign on? Why am I so little? How old am I!"
*Flash*
He climbed onto the desk and saw the man sleeping with his head on the the table. His arm bracing himself from the hard surface.
*Flash*
"What am I doing with the knife! What time is it? Must be late..."
*Flash*
He slowly brought teh knife up at the man's head. He could feel the anger inside him...
*Flash*
"What are you doing! Don't do it! You don't even know this guy! Somebody stop me!"