The Rover

Hi, I'm Jamie. I have no face. Just a black room to call my space. I control a rude boy. He's not really evil. He just disobeys, and his mind needs retrieval. That is my job, to keep it in place. He'll stay on his rock, and I'll live in my outer space. It's a perfect harmony. Can you not see? Anything good for him is certainly from me. If you don't believe the story, why don't you just ask? Or you can be a good bitch, and leave it in the past...

But then I'm quick to flip, go on a psycho trip. Jamie turns to Andy, and loses his shit.

Hello, he calls me Andy. I live in his brain, but cause him so much pain. I drive him insane. He told me it's over, so I told him "the knife". He told me he loved her, so I told him otherwise. I wish I was good, but sadly I'm not. He'll deal with this pain until finally, we rot.

Andy is happy with this simple torment, but Danny is saddenened until the mind goes dorment.

Hey, I'm Danny. His mind ain't very manly. I'll wait till he sleeps, and show him something scary. He's up until six, what a stupid prick. Don't he know I can't wake till he's asleep? I take a leap, and stamp down. Land on a memory. Change it to sins he can never unsee. His thoughts are my playground, my realm to hound. So, I'll take my cutting knife, and go psycho unbound.

Danny kills dreams, what an awful sight. But that is nothing compared to Brady's might.

My name is Brady, and I'm starting to hate him. I wish he were dead, because then I could end sleep. I don't care if he suffers, I don't care if he cries. Everyone lives, and yes, everyone dies. I like to trash talk, and get really pissed off. I'll pretend I'm your friend, then I'll rip your face off.  And when his life is over, that is just the beginning. That's when I'll come out, and he'll do my bidding.

We live in his mind, and with each passing day Jamie gets weaker as Brady readies to slay. This story isn't over, just like his life. You can call him The Rover, and have a good night.