There are no words...to explain... I ran. I ran away. What happened? Where did he go... Where did I go? What's happening? Well. I don't know. I wake up. I wonder. I get hit. I fall into an endless coma. Or is that all life is? I wake up. I wonder. I die. Was I ever alive? What is alive? You're asking the wrong person. I walked for a while. Maybe in circles. Maybe in squares. Then it was there. "Hello.... How do you do?" I blink. I blink again. "I'm sorry, I don't know that language." I look around. I see black. I see red. I look back to it. What is life? I say. It says. "...an excuse.... Shall we go?" Well. Where would we be going.. Mr.. Mrs.. It. ? "A name.. names.. We go by numbers. 178- 879- 003- 96- 800- 998- 788- 546- 90887- 45453- 345- 3434- 3453- 4345- 568767- 768- 435- 345- 234- 436- 567" That's a ..bit long... Maybe I'll call it Seven. "Call me what you want." I plan to. "This way." We walked.. I guess we walked.. I can't feel anything. I wish I knew what was going on. "You'll know soon enough." .....I wonder if anything can happen here... "Most everything." We walk... over blackness. Was it blackness? Grah. Who am I... What's going on? "You'll know soon enough." "You'll know soon enough." "You'll know soon enough." "You'll know soon enough." Stop! "You'll know soon enough." Wait! "You'll know soon enough." ... an echo?
What? No. Where are you? Don't leave me here... Wait. wait...
So. Seven. Nine. Six. Whatever. Where is everyone... Where are we going.. It's gone. Where did you go... I look. No. "I'm in tomorrow." There is no tomorrow! "So, where am I?" You're here... "Do you see me?" No... Wait.. No.. Come here.. "I won't." Fine.. Where do I go from here? "Take a right at the next black openness." I look. Why can't you be here? It's lonely...It's cold. ... "You only think it's cold. You people. If something is black.. it's cold?" I don't know.. Why are you asking me questions... I thought you knew everything. ... Hello? Children.. Why? What are you laughing at... Stop. .. Why can't I see anything...
Alas. Am I alone? Seven? "Hello...." Talk to me... "About?" Anything.. lonely... "So, where are we?" A black emptiness. "Are you color-blind?" I don't think so.... Where are you? "You'll know soon enough." ehh...
What?! "What??" I lost again.. "What are you playing?" A game. "What game?" ... Life. "No way. I'm playing the sequel.. Death." I was making it up... Is there really a game called Life? And a game called Death? "Of course. You're not playing Life." Am I playing Death? "No." Am I playing a game? "Yes." What am I playing? "Cannot predict now. Try again later." Eight. "Signs point to yes." I see. "Vi-vi-vi-vi-vi-vi-vi-vi-viruhhhh.....s." Well. Ok. How long will I be here? "Maybe." ... Can we go? "Sure." Now? "Yes." Let's go. Take me. "Taking. Please hold." Holding.
How long did I wait? "I don't know? When did you start counting?" About when you said -Taking. Please hold. "That was tomorrow." You never said that? "Did I?" I believe you did. Is this going anywhere? What did I do.. What happened to me? Why am I here? "You'll know soon enough." Blah, blah, blah. You don't have many friends, do you? "Friends?" ... "What are 'friends'?" Ha! You'll know soon enough. "Malfunction." And there is light.... No... Not light.. Whiteness? A spot of white.. in a world of black? I'll run. I ran. Is there time here? I wonder how long I've been running. I'm not getting tired. What is 'tired'? This... is not life.
Sephrehn. Who is that? That was me. No? Was it? Who was I? Am I a 'was'? Hello... Where do I go? I can't take it... too frail to fail.. I collapse. I fall into.. blackness.
"Miss." Blink. "Miss?" Blink. White... White sheets... White bed.. No. No. "No." No? "Who are you?" Who are you? "I asked you first." I asked you second. Straps. Why do I need straps? Shots... No... .... shots... "Just relax." It'll be okay... It'll be okay... ... ...
Blackness. Emptiness. I sit on the floor. Quite pitiful. I wonder. I look around. Helpless...
Castles in Iceland... Castles made of ice... A dream... Is this a dream... A dream! Wake up, now.. Please? Someone help me... No. I'll do this myself. A hallway...
To? I'll walk. I wonder where it goes. I count the tiles on the floor as I walk. How many steps does it take to get to where you need to go? Hmm. Hee. You'll know soon enough. She spins circles down the hall... grayness.. spinning.. She falls through the night like a small ray of light. Where will she end? Will she end? Where is this going? Does she know? No. She sees old friends. Where are my friends now? Hello? Where are you? I miss them. I miss him. I miss her. I miss the other hims. And the other hers. Why aren't they here with me now? What happened to me? The end of the hall? The end of life? The end of death? What happens next? Who will know?
Blood. Blood on my hands. Who's is it? Is it mine. Her fingers covered with red. She sees the world through red. Not rosy red. Screaming. What did you do to her?! Leave before you make it worse! Someone call an ambulance! ...It wasn't my fault! She sits collapsed.. head once again in her hands. They are her life.. but also her death. She looks so helpless. The walls around her seem so far away. She leans against them.. as they close in around her.. only to go back out again. Screams echo throughout her head. She writes her life on the wall. With what I should wonder. With what.. I should not care. Emily? I'm sorry this happened. Who was Emily? Was? What happened? The screams won't go away. The blood.. the black.. .. sleep.
D.? She's up. "Again? This will not do." She blinks some. The black is gone. She sees white. This white is not white. A fake white. White should be happy. This is not it. "Not to worry.. You'll go back soon." Needles.. a thousand needles. A pin-cushion. She's a pin-cushion. She's out.
In a way, I never left. I remain here.. just forgotten. Forgotten. The wind blows through her hair.. she begins to become annoyed... wind... her long pale fingers glide through it.. too soft to touch... she falls back through that sea of darkness.. wind lightly caressing her skin as she dives into nothingness. Mind spinning.. She's searching for the answer. The answer to what? The answer to that. She's looking desperately for an answer to what. Can't I go back to cuddling in blankets? Sleep... I dreamt of a man. Where did he go? He always seemed out of reach... Now I've lost him. If only... he knew. I dreamt of mesmerizing rain against my skin falling endlessly as I danced through the fields of my life. I look back on my life... Is this the deciding point? Back to what I've had... or what is to come? Things I know? People I love... Or... to the bottom.. the bottom of black... what lies there? Wonder and curiosity fills her head as she looks down the path in front of her... tears fill her eyes.. She looks back on what she knows to be all she lived for... thoughts of boredom.. sadness.. depression... a light of happiness... That has left. Why go backwords? If I go back... do I start all over? Either way.. she will start all over again. Will I find happiness in the end? Is this for anything? Wonder takes me over as I run forward.. tears falling slowly behind.. she stops to watch them fall.. so slowly... to the bottom it falls... until it can't be seen.. then looks forward. Light burns her eyes.. she's been under shade for so long.. this is true light... She walks off the edge of darkness.. swan-dives into warmth and light... She's seeing a new day. To start all over again. Another chance? ...
