One Last Time to The Moon (David x Lucy)

Part 1 - Arrival

The lunar ship hovered ever so gently over the surface of the moon. I always presumed the ride here would be a lot more bumpy for some reason. I imagined it being this wild, to some degree unsafe experience. And yet here I was, sitting with a humongous group of people of all ages, with the only thing constantly shaking being my hand. For over a week I've been taking beta blockers, however so far there was no real effect. My hand trembled as if I was still in the middle of the corpo plaza. It acted as a persistent reminder of that night, a sign that I could not escape the past. I clasped it beneath my other hand, reducing the visibility of the quivers. Sometimes it was better to pretend the problem didn't exist than to address it frontally. Outside the window I could see the earth, placed on display for all passengers to see in perfect lighting. My entire world seemed miniscule from up here. Night City was just a tiny point somewhere down there. Somewhere among the vast oceans and ravaged lands was the place where I lost everything. My life, my friends, David... A part of myself too. We passed stones after stones, as the guide without a single pause kept on announcing further developments of the "magnificent" and "stellar" new lunar structures that would soon come to life.

"Come to life", it was like purposefully he was trying to tease me.

"We're moving forward towards a bright future," he said. Funny, I didn't feel like I was moving anywhere. For the past few weeks I've been stuck in the same place, simply drifting in my own mind. I gazed out in the vast black void of space outside and felt compassion. I envied it. It had nothing, it was born with nothing, it had nothing to gain nor lose. From the beginning of time, it was empty, so it would never recognize what being fulfilled meant. For a moment I had everything, I was filled with passion, believing in the lies and promises they fed me. For a moment there, they made me believe in a future ahead of all of us, they made me believe that somewhere down this rabbit hole, there would be a carrot. The reward was a hoax though. All I was left with was this feeling of uncertainty, of long residing emptiness, which finally took its rightful place, deep in my mind.