Old game, new rules

It's been a while. I'm starting to really consider writing down my dreams, but it seems that my motivation to do it is inversely proportional to the amount I remember of my dreams. Weird stuff.
As weird as all that has been happening lately, still gotta get control of it. Organization is crucial at this point. And in this sea of raving news, rise a few old acquaintances...


They say this time it's for real...
Is it?
Well, I heard rumors about people saying it was, but I got no proof myself...
No, is it for real?
How can I know?
How can anyone else but you know?
Well, I don't know...
It's time you get ahold of the steering wheel, boy.
But what if once again it's not for real?
Up to you.

Oy, captains.
You... you are dead!
Dead? Me?
We drowned you, we saw you sinking!
Oh, that was four years ago... Did you really think that would kill me? I can't die.
...
All you managed to do, was to keep me away... And when the sea once again started to rave, I obviously would be set free. It's in the prophecy...
We'll put you back there, then!
NO! NONE OF YOU, SCUM! None of you can barely come close to me now. Do you know what four years locked deep down can do to you? But I guess I should be thankful... Look what you did to me...! — he proceeds to hug one of them. The body starts to decay, the man frantically tries to free himself, to no avail.

What shall we do?
What shall you do? He's coming for you. You quite lost it a few years ago...
This time it's different.
I sure hope it is.

There's this situation in which it all happens. It always involves she. Whoever she is. Whenever it happens, don't close your eyes. Locking yourself inside means you'll have to fight in the darkness it lives. You kept him locked for years, and that makes it worse.

JUST DO IT!
But what if she doesn't like it? Maybe she just wants to sleep...
DO IT YOU SPINELESS FREAK!
But it feels wrong...
I'll tell you what's wrong, having no attitude is wrong. You remember what happened in the past, don't you? You keep playing good guy, and she'll leave you.
But, maybe this time she wants to sleep.
Be the good guy and die.
It's not like this.
She said she would like to be surprised, didn't she?
Yeah, but I don't think that could be done, like, anytime.
How could you guess?
I don't know, it's hard to feel these things.
THEY ALL JUST WANT TO CONFUSE YOU!
They don't.
They do. Soon she'll say you should have done it, but you didn't have the guts.
I... want to... but maybe this is not the time.
No attitude, once again...
HOW COULD I FUCKIN' KNOW?!
You are just a lone creature trying to deny who you are...
I'm NOT!
Then how come you never feel the timing for doing such things?
I don't know...
Don't lie to yourself.
I just hate all this...
You hate it.
I hate it.
Why don't we fix it?
Fix it?
Yeah, I can help you. You won't need to feel this anymore.
How?
Join me, boy. We can kill them all...

It happens again. That's weird.
But it was foreseen.
What shall I do?
What you haven't done before.
And that is?
Speak. Tell that to her, tell someone. Don't let it win like that, put up a fight. If she can hear you, then maybe you can stop it. Maybe the Law of Greater Hostility can be dropped this time. We can get something new out of this.
So all I've gotta do is say what I think?
That's already a lot, isn't it?
Well, yes.