InsaniKey 2

I stood up straighter, pushed my shoulders back, puffed my chest out and inhaled deeply. “What do you want?” I asked through gritted teeth.

He seemed to delight in this. “I want you to make a decision, Ceese.” Jinxx said with a hint of boredom in his voice.

“This isn’t about a button.” I said, staring at the wall in front of where he’d last stood. I could picture him standing there, his hand against the wall on the other side of where my face would be, e-smothering me in his head.

“Right now it is.” He said defensively.

“No, it isn’t.” I folded my arms. “It’s deeper than that.”

He sighed loudly, annoyed.

“Prove it.” I said. “Bring the wall down.”

Seconds turned into moments, minutes, elevenses, the brightness of the room ceased to bother me. I began to feel at ease with the lack of anything but my thoughts and the walls.

Suddenly the wall dropped and I was face to face with leather clad Jinxx in full stage makeup.
He was eerily still. Was he even breathing?

“Jinxx.” I said, more to myself than him. He looked up slowly, our eyes locking. Everything else seemed in place but there was definitely something off about him.

Andy appeared in the distance, waving his arms and raising an index finger to his lips as though telling me not to reveal his presence.

“I’ve been contemplating what this is all about.” I said, trying to distract him.

He broke eye contact and squeezed his eyes closed, laughing and shaking his head. “It’s not about Andy creeping up behind me.” He shrugged.

“Damn it!” Andy yelled, he stopped walking and leaned against the wall.

“If you guys take me down who’s going to let you out of here?” Jinxx turned to glare at Andy. “I mean think about it, if the red button is only activated by CC pressing it, I obviously have an override.”

Andy ran past Jinxx, then me, and pressed the button repeatedly. Nothing happened. “Like this?” He yelled, hitting and kicking the button.

Jinxx observed in delight.

“And if I have an override, do you really think I’d be stupid enough to appear in person when you’re all mad at me?” Jinxx continued.

“We’re not mad at you.” I said, wondering why he’d have that idea.

“Speak for yourself.” Andy pulled the bandana from his waist and wrapped it around the button, holding onto the 2 ends and hanging his bodyweight from it in an attempt to break it.

“I’m not mad at you Jinxx.” I said quietly, looking into the eyes of what was probably some kind of weird projected image of him.

Andy made a strained “NYAH!” sound as his hands lost grip of the bandana, hitting the floor with a quiet plunking sound.

I laughed despite myself. “So that didn’t work.” I offered.

“Fuck it.” Andy whispered, out of breath. “Press it.” He waved an open hand toward the button.

Notes

*The word 'elevenses' is borrowed from Danny. ^_^