The ReturnThe Caged AnimalIn hell, what a place to be. A place with the sweet sound of hundreds of thousands of people screaming in agony, as my children torture their defenseless souls. This is my house. This is my paradise. And I'm locked in a cage with my idiot of a big brother, who has bothered me for too long. Well, he was a pain in the ass. I've been arguing with Michael for two and a half years, and for the other six months I've been trying to get out of here. Now, after three years of waiting, I'm out. The alarm rings, it's 7.30 in the morning. Nick wakes up with a sudden shock, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead. He got up, went to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face. "Get a move on, Nick." he whispered to himself. He still dreams of when he was Lucifer's meat suit, but it was never this bad. It has never been so real. But he knew it was bad, because he wasn't just dreaming about Lucifer, he was Lucifer. A splitting headache went through him, as if someone had cracked his skull and was hitting his brain. Nick rummaged through the medicine cabinet, looking for some aspirin, took two and drank some water. "Nick? Is everything okay?" Alex asked, who was still in bed, right next to where Nick was. He was breathing heavily, "I'm fine," he replied, hoping she wouldn't ask him anything else, "just a bad dream and a headache." he added. "I'm going to make breakfast, do you want me to make you something?" Alex asked. “No, it's fine, I'm not hungry,” Nick replied. The truth was that Nick was starving but couldn't be bothered to eat because he knew if he went into the kitchen there would be more questions about what he was continuing. Half bitch... half paper... he checked the time, it was 2:57 in the morning. Nick was trying to call a nurse but no one seemed to answer, he dialed his home number but there was no reception so he couldn't get through. Then the lights flickered slightly, Nick looked up but everything seemed fine now, then he realized he really needed to go to the bathroom. As he walked towards the bathroom door, Nick felt like he was being watched, but there was no one else there, he was alone in his room. When he entered the bathroom he splashed cold water on his face and heard someone say "Oh come on. Get a move on, Nick." Nick looked up in shock, looking directly at the mirror. He saw his reflection, but at the same time it wasn't him. The man in the mirror had scars all over his face, his eyes burned with evil, and then he smiled. "Hey Nick, it's been a while. I missed you."."