Jaw and concrete
"Four, eight". A boy counts his pennies. Beside him his father slowly drinks from near empty bear can, in the background a baseball game is playing, which his father is currently watching.
In the looming shadow eyes of plasma purple watch them. The eyes make a noise.
Fzzah*
Only the father had heard it.
"Fred, shut it"! He yells, while continuing to focus on the game, he slammed his foot.
The slam caused Fred to flinch.
'Goddamn brat, can't be quiet for a moment'. While regaining his focus on the game, he berates his son, who was and is counting his pennies.
"Bee, bee". The creature that was stalking them screeches, this time only the boy could hear, he quickly looked to the dark closet at the other side of the room, the area where the screeching originated from.
"Hello?" the boy says, his father now watching the game no longer could hear him,
The eyes show themselves to Free but instantly disappear.
The room begins to shrink, and lava pours from the light of the lamp.
"Hahaha" Animalistic laughter echoed within the illusion, the lava that had risen to the feet of the child.
"What… what is happening!, Dad, dad". "Help! Dads please". The rising lava slowly followed, the boy had jumped on the counter, causing his pennies to fall within the burning lava.
Ignoring that he shakes in fear watching the lava slowly devour the legs of the coffee stand I in front of him, the desk that he had jumped on was no better, it was beginning to get wobbly,
The monster is standing atop of the lava, the boy hasn't noticed, it grins ear to ear, its form is that of an old man in a suit and tie, it holds a Cain within its left hand.
It swings it about.
"Kaka, boyish content, well no longer". It struck the lava.
Fwoom*
Smoke rose from it, causing the boy to cough.
The father who could not see any of this, finally got heed of his son's condition.
"Ahaaa, eeeh". Fred is screaming while kicking his legs and coughing.
His father quickly runs to his side.
"Boy, what the fuck is wrong with u, cut it out". He slaps the boy, but it had no effect.
'What should I do, call the asylum?, no, he's spent too much time in there'. His father stresses, this has been a common occurrence ever since his mother had died from a falling anvil.
"Poor boy, I've been too neglect.., no ic tried my best". The man couldn't come to terms with what had happened.
Plahh* his head explodes and the lava devours the boy, making his real body instantly turn to char.
"Another, heehee. Great one?, Is this, your.. Humanity?" the monster spoke to the void, its true form now showed, a purple mouth and eyes its plasma texture formed its impossibility.
"Times up, I win" the plasma transforms into a humanoid creature with now true look.
It's devilish voice echoes endlessly.
But outside this illusion the boy and the man were being treated by an asylum doctor.