Falling Purple Lilies

Chapter 5 - Staring in the dark with a night light.

Sylvain decided to give me a tour of the place outside after we finished breakfast. The air outside was hazy and stiff. It reeked of rotting skin and blood , it made me very uncomfortable I wanted to go back inside but I needed to know why I was here. We stopped on a low roof and sat down to rest and check how much I've learned. " Hope you don't mind the smell out here , Cairo made air freshener for our house but there's not much we can do for out here " Sylvain said. We continued walking while he explained  the kind of people that end up here. " Most of the souls here are people who've had near death experiences but  like ...never died , uh... for example if someone were to end up in a car crash but survives and ends up a coma or a vegetable like state that person's soul comes here until they wake up or die and get sent to y'know the  afterlife ". That explanation was only 45% helpful I still have no idea how I died . " Then , if this is the land of the dead ..., How did you die ?" I asked. The light left his eyes leaving them looking dark green and hazy. " I'm in a coma from  overworking myself and anorexia" He stated. " Overworking huh ? What did you d-"
" Anyways the air in here is pretty bad huh " . He forced a faint laugh , I guess he doesn't want to talk about it . " Do you have any idea how you ended up in here ? , It could give us an idea of how long you might be here or if you'll die soon ". Sylvain changed the topic to me . " I  only remember touching a purple Lily flower , but unless I have some deadly allergy to flower I don't think that could've killed me " I replied. " Did you have any health conditions ..? " . He was concerned I could see that I would be too if some random person possibly died and didn't know how . " I don't think so......unless my mom and doctor are keeping secrets from me haha" , I received a pity smile from him since the joke wasn't that funny .' Damn boring when I'm alive and boring when I'm dead '.  " Ohh " Sylvain groaned as he got up , " there's a book of confessions in the library , I didn't show you that " he pulled me up and helped me down. ' A book of confessions ?'

The tall doors to the dusty library opened. ' Guess dead people don't clean libraries '. The walls we're lined with dark books with red letters which I guessed were  initials of some sort. Sylvain pulled me through isle upon isle until we got to a dark room with a rusty book which looked as if it's stand was bleeding. " This crusty looking thing here is the book of confessions , it holds the deepest regrets and secrets of people's souls before they cross to the afterlife so they can rest easy " Sylvain explained more and more about the stuff that was inside the book. I saw texts about people  confessing to murder , hurting someone they loved , never loving their spouse , never feeling happy and people regretting never going for their dreams , never saying I love you to someone they loved , not helping someone they saw that needed help badly. The book was sad for most part there were twisted people who did alot of bad stuff and didn't regret it of course but a majority of the people in it regretted alot . ' What would I regret if I died ?' I didn't know , Maybe not saying goodbye to my mom and dad. My brother didn't so maybe they'd want a goodbye so I definitely couldn't leave without saying goodbye to them. "Where's your confession?", maybe I could find out more about Sylvain in the mean time. " I'm not dead yet it's just a coma , I could probably live anyway " he chuckled. 'finally a real laugh I feel closer to him a little'. "Hey Sylvain .... What's your favourite colour ?" I mumbled , " Weird question to ask me while reading details of how a man murdered his wife " he responded .
" It was just ... because .... just off my head y'know I don't know what else to ask "
" Well if you must know it's grey ...I think "
" You're not sure about your favourite colour ?"
" it's either that or the inside of my eyelids whatever that colours called"
" I think it's eingrau read that in a science book "
" You read science books .....how do you not fall asleep "
" I charge fees to teach my techniques"
"PFFT-"

I made a friend. 
But how long will I be here ?.

*Eingrau probably isn't spelt correctly , feel free to look up the correct spelling if u want and learn about your eyes👁️👁️.