Stories Of The Dark

The Vanished

Gone. It's all gone: her home, family, even her town. All that was left was giant, pitch black hole that had no end. She heard about the disappearances of towns over the news, but it had never crossed her mind that her town would fall prey to it.

She could stare in bewilderment, or was it surprise, shock? Her mind was empty yet filled with emotion. How was she supposed to process this? Thing is, she couldn't. She couldn't think, couldn't feel, and couldn't breathe anymore. This was it. This was it for her.

The girl took one last look at the sky, a pale blue color, and laughed. She laughed and laughed harder, faster, she couldn't breathe. Her lungs burned. They burned like they were fire. Maybe they were.

She glanced down at the hole thinking. Should she do it? She had nothing left. Nobody would stop her. Nobody would know. Nobody would care. She stood on skinny, shaky legs. Her head and eyes empty of all emotion. Leaning forward, she began to fall.

Darkness was all around her now. She saw nothing. It was like her body was floating in mid air. The darkness was endless. She kept falling. It didn't seem like she would stop until she did.

Now, she felt nothing. She is nothing.