Friends...?
I slowly regained my footing. I heard people talking. Wait...people?! There's people left in this world? I could barely hear them...
"Are you sure he's gonna help us, Twink?"
"Man, I told you to stop calling me that, man! And yes, I think he'll help us."
The first voice was smooth, and sounded like an average guy. Sounded like an American guy. The second voice was the voice I heard earlier, when I just woke up. It sounded more high-pitched than the American guy. And with slang. An African-American slang.
A third voice spoke.
"Would the two of you be quiet? He's waking up, you know."
It was a...somewhat wise voice. A deep voice.
I stood up. My vision was still blurry. In front of me stood 3 men. A tall slender white man, a middle-height brownish teenager, and another well-dressed white man.
The well-dressed man came up towards me. He wore what seemed like a doctor's jacket over his green buttoned shirt inside. He wore black-rimmed spectacles. A smart looking guy. He was middle-aged, seems like he aged more than 40. He spoke to me.
"Hi. How are you feeling?"
"Not good. Still a little dizzy. Wait, why am I even telling you that? Who are you? Who are all of you?"
"Oh, right! Heheh. Forgot to introduce ourselves. My name is Johann Schmidt. Pleased to meet you."
Johann looked at the other 2 guys who were standing there.
"Well? Aren't you guys gonna introduce yourselves?"
The tall slender man took a step forward and spoke.
"My name is Jim. Jim Sawyer."
The teenager then stepped forward as well.
"Hey there. I'm William. William T. H."
Jim butted in.
"We call him Twink. You know, 'cause he's kinda...short on height?"
"Hey! Jim! I told you to stop calling me that! Man, that makes me feel...short."
"Whaaaat? It makes us sound closer..."
At that time, things just became a little too much for me. I had to make things clear.
"Whoa, whoa whoa...wait a little here...Who ARE you people? What are you doing here? And where is 'here' exactly?"
Johann spoke again.
"Well, you see-"
Before he could finish, a sharp pain resounded within me.
"Aaaaargghhhh!!! What...is this? This pain! Aaaaahh!!!"
I cried out in pain. This pain...all of a sudden it just hit me. It felt like something was burning within me. And it hurt the most at...my heart! I clenched my heart in agony.
"Uuuurrghhh!!! This PAIN!!! You're...a doc, right?! Help me! Something...something's burning within me! Within my heart!!!"
Right after I said those words, I collapsed in pain. The pain...was unbearable. The burning sensation...For the 3rd time straight, I passed out.
Escaped
{9:09 AM}
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Dream...
It's been what, an hour? Since that guy left, I've been walking aimlessly...just moving forward...Everywhere around me...Nothing but sand...The sun was scorching...The other things besides the sand was...ruins of destroyed buildings...
I just kept walking...and walking...All of a sudden, I saw a...something move nearby. It was like a dark figure or something. When I turned around to look closer, it was gone. What? Am I hallucinating? I shook my head....I looked at my own hand. Five fingers. I'm not hallucinating just yet...But the heat was getting to me...Slowly...I could feel it...
After a few more steps, I staggered. Wha-? I stood up again. Or at least, i tried to. My legs...they felt weak! I couldn't stand up! I knelt. My vision...was blurring...I could barely see the ground in front of me! My body went weak...Before I could do anything, I felt my conscience fading...
"Damn."
I passed out. Again. I...saw a light. It was bright. Wait...I ain't dying, am I? I can't die yet...Now now...There's...images from the light! There was...a girl...
"Who...is she?"
I couldn't remember...I...I was talking to her...Where...was I? Who is she? I see her image...She was smiling...She has such a beautiful smile...So pure...Such a kind smile...In all the images...I was talking to her...She was smiling, and laughing...But...I can't seem to remember who she was...She feels...so familiar...yet...I can't remember her name...What...was she called again? Who...was she? Wait..the images are fading...She's...reaching her hand out to me...But it's fading...more and more...No, wait, I don't want to lose her! Not again!
"NOOO!!"
I stretched my hand out towards her and grabbed. Nothing. I couldn't grab anything. Just...empty air...and the sand that the air and the wind was carrying... Damn...it was just a dream...Wait...something seems off...I'm...on solid ground? No sand? Where...am I? I'm...indoors? I heard a guy talking...
"Wow! That's some wake up reaction! I knew this guy was something else! See? Didn't I tell you? I was right!"
Escaped
{7:11 AM}
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Aftermath 2
The view before me was...horrific, to say the least. I stood there, shocked at the view sprawled before me. The city, the environment, everything was...barren. The sky was painted crimson red. All that is left of the buildings are empty, hollow, dilapidated places that used to house people. I walked a few steps forward, out of the crack, out of the hole. I looked around. Nothing. No signs of life, nothing. Nothing was moving. A far cry from the normal sound of the car horns and the birds. And I used to swear at the dumb drivers that horned as they liked. Now I would do anything to hear them again.
"This is a dream, right? It gotta be! This can't be happening! Come on, wake up!"
I was comforting myself, telling myself that things were all a lie. That things were fake. That this wasn't really happening. Maybe it was some kind of sick joke. Or some kinda nightmare that I was about to wake up from. Whatever it was, it had better not be real. If it is, I'm really screwed.
Suddenly, I heard a voice.
"No, no no no....Believe me, this is definitely real. Can you not feel it? The realism of the situation?"
I looked around for anyone that might have been speaking to me. I couldn't be losing it, could I? Then, at the horizon, I saw...him. Yes, him...That man. He was standing in front of the sun. Or, what was supposed to be the sun. Whatever it was, it was bright. The brightness got to me. I blinked. When I opened back my eyes, he was right in front of me. He was tall, around the same height as me. And I'm telling you, I ain't short. He wore a black trench coat, with tight black pants. As if he was some sort of secret agent or something that you see on television. He looked at me. He was staring me, as if he was studying me. He looked human. He was white, with blond hair. Might even be considered a pretty boy. But he was wearing shades. I couldn't get a good look at his eyes. Maybe his eyes wasn't human. I wouldn't know. Whatever it was, something about him felt...off. After a few seconds, I got pissed at his staring and decided to get some answers.
"Hey! You!"
"Me?"
He looked shocked. As if I wasn't supposed to be talking to him.
"Yeah, you. Who else is standing in front of me?"
"Yes? Is there anything that I can help you with?"
"Don't mess with me, pretty boy. What is this? What happened? Who are you? Is this even real?"
"Now, now, one question at a time, please."
"Screw this! Tell me! Is this even real?!"
The moment those words left my mouth, I felt a strong impact at my stomach. My breath escaped from me. It felt like someone just used a steel ball and hit me with it. I knelt, reeling from the pain. I was gasping for air. I never felt anything like that before. No human could ever hit THIS hard. He continued speaking.
"Can you feel that? You feel pain, don't you? Doesn't that mean that this is real? Isn't it standard practice to pinch oneself to see if they are dreaming? Then that punch should've woke you up. Hard. Or would you like another one?"
A punch?! That force came from a punch?! You gotta be kidding me. Slowly, i regained my breath and stood up. That 'punch' still hurt. Bad. But I had to get answers.
"Huff...huff...Fine. This is real. But...who the hell are you?!"
"That question is of no concern of yours. But then again...it might be..."
"What? What are you talking about? F-"
Before I could even finish my sentence, I felt myself being lifted from the ground. I was losing breath. Someone was choking me. Then i realized it. He lifted me. I could see his hand on my neck. With one hand, he lifted me and was choking me.
"Please, mind your language. I DO NOT LIKE FOUL LANGUAGE"
I was losing breath fast. At this rate, I was gonna be done for. I struggled. I tried to kick him. I did. But it was as if he was made of steel. He had no reaction. Instead, my foot hurt. I tried to force his hand to let go of me. But even with both of my hands, I couldn't even make his hand budge. I tried taking hold of his hand, his arm, everything. Nothing worked.
"Aargh...*cough* *cough* let...me...GO!"
Suddenly, I saw smoke coming out. It came from where my hand was! No, wait, I didn't feel anything. It came from his hand! I was still holding his hand to make him let go. His faced grew more grim and he threw me to the ground.
"Damn! What was that?!"
He was looking at his hand. I could see as well. His hands...there was smoke coming out of it. It was as if...he touched something really hot. But, as fast as the smoke came, out, it stopped. I breathed hard. I stood up. Then he started talking again.
"Hmm...interesting. Who knew that humans would be so fascinating! This means that it was successful! But it would appear to choose worthy people..."
"What? Hey! What are you talking about?!"
"Ah, I'm sorry. I forgot you were even there. My mind was wandering somewhere else."
"Wha-?! Why you darned pretty boy...!"
"Calm down now. For your own good. Or would you like to go through that again?"
"Grrr..."
"No matter. I will leave you now. But I will be watching you."
He was still looking at his hand. Then, before I could react, he disappeared, quick as a flash. Then I heard his voice again.
"Seek out others like you! Survive! Then only can I see the fruits of my labour! Until next time~"
I stood there. I was dumbfounded. What? What the heck just happened? Others like me? There was others? I looked at my own hand. Did I do something? What caused that smoke to come out? I sighed...Looks like this is gonna be a long, long day...
Escaped
{9:19 AM}
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Aftermath
...How long has it been? Has it been...that long? Since that day, how long has it been? Since that day that changed everything...yes...that day...
I still remember that day. There I was, sitting there, minding my own damn business. Suddenly, there was this loud siren. The sound still rings in my ears even now. I looked outside. Helicopters were buzzing around. I said to myself,
"What the hell is happening?"
The siren got louder. My ears couldn't take it anymore. I covered my ears with my hands. The sound of the siren pierced my ears. Suddenly, there was a blindingly white flash. I could barely see. I opened my eyes a little, just enough for me to see. I saw it. The terrifying vision.
It was shaped like a dome. A wave of bright light. It was coming towards me. Before I could react, it had already reached me. I thought,
"This is it, huh...it's over"
I was blown away by the blast. I passed out.
I regained consciousness. Slowly, I opened my eyes. Everywhere around me was destruction. I was in some sort of ruined building. Slowly, i stood up. My body was hurting all over.
"Damn...my body feels like it was hit by a 100-ton truck...what happened?"
I walked slowly, struggling. I saw it...the light that shone through the cracks. I ambled my way towards the light. I had to reach it. I don't know why, but I just had to. My body ached as I slowly, but surely, walked towards the light. It was blocked by some piece of debris. With what strength I could muster, I pushed and dragged those debris away.
"Aaargh!! Phew...finally...huh...huh...now, that light is within my grasp...I wonder what happened back there?"
I walked towards the hole which the light shone through. Finally, I reached the hole. Now, I can finally see what was outside. What I saw...was etched into my brain forever.
"Damn...the hell just happened to this world?!"
Escaped
{5:43 AM}
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Sad
Sadness overwhelmed me. I sat there. Dumbfounded. What?! What just happened? I slid my phone again. I checked my messages. And there it was. That dreaded sms from her.
"I'm sorry, but I have a boyfriend now."
Okay, let's do things chronologically.
It's been about a week now since that day. I liked her. She was caring. She was supportive. Unlike many people in my life. Sadly. And I was thinking of confessing to her, when she came back (She's overseas, studying, by the way). I haven't met her for a year and a half now. Yes, I remember what people said. And what's probably in your minds.
"What? You haven't met her for one and a half years and you say you like her?"
Well, that's what happened. I have been chatting and messaging her for one and a half years. And she dropped this bombshell on me. How was I supposed to react? Well, I reacted like any other guy. Any other guy who kept their feelings in check, that is. I slowly and calmly re-read the message and pressed the reply button. As my fingers texted those words, they grew heavy. Inside of me, two sides of me were fighting.
"What am i doing? I'm saying congratulations, that's what. What can I do?"
"Well, you could go ahead and say you like her. You know you want to."
"But what would that achieve?"
"She might get touched, she might have liked you for a long time, who knows? Women."
"She has a boyfriend now. Let me spell it out : B-O-Y-F-R-I-E-N-D. There's nothing I can do now."
Wham! Thus ended my inner battle. That's right. She already has a boyfriend. What more can I do? I didn't want to put our friendship on the line by doing something stupid. I couldn't risk it. There was too much for me to lose and the odds were against me. With a heavy heart, and an even heavier hand, i texted these words :
"Congratulations. I'm happy for you."
The sadness hung in my heart. Like hooks hanging on to a piece of flesh in the market. But, those feelings failed to manifest. I couldn't let the feelings become...physical, for all to see. All I could do was sit there quietly and act as if nothing happened in front of other people. I...couldn't do anything.
[Author's note : This, is not real. But it is BASED on a true story. And it's based on real people's experiences. Moral of the story (if there is one): act while you still can. Otherwise, it'll be too late. That is all]
Escaped
{11:43 AM}
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NEW!
Yeah, this is my new blog, courtesy of jack! and my first post is gonna be a sad one
Escaped
{11:41 AM}
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