Difference

Darkness

Gigi

04/05/14

Darkness is good.

It covers you like a blanket, at least that's what I've found. I can melt into the darkness around me and become... nothingness itself.

But this darkness is smothering, chocking, clammy. It makes me want to squirm, then comes the worst, the shocking realization that I can't. I can't move or twitch, trapped in the endless night. All alone. I call out but no sound comes to my lips. Then I see her, the girl I've been dreaming about for the past month. she has long red hair that is pulled in to two long braids down her back, her hair turns a burnt orange from her waist down to her mid thighs where the plaits end in two perfect curls. She wears knee length black converse boots and green khaki pants, on her top half she has on a black singlet and a camouflage jacket. Her face looks sweet and kind, her eyes a mossy green. Now you might be thinking "Stalker alert!" But I've had a whole month where when I sleep all I can see is this girl. The dreams always end the same way, the girl looks over at me, her eyes widen and then I wake up. This happens every day, this day was no different. I wake up to the dreary walls of Mablos Asylum. I do not fully know what I did to end up in this place, only what they told me, which was that I killed 5 people while announcing on the radio that I had rabies and would kill the whole town. Apparently this happened when I was nine but I do not fully believe what they are saying seeing as I don't have any recollection of these events and everyone I've socialized with at the asylum seems to be in perfect mental health. Buy hey! Maybe we are insane! Anyway more about the asylum. It rains every two days in this dismal place the rest of the days are just overcast, which is fine by me! I love rainy days! But the damp seeps in through the walls and the depressed grey of being here forever seeps into your bones and you can shake that felling of longing for a breath of fresh air. That's why I'm breaking out! Yep I'm going to break out of an asylum! I have a plan involving food! Hey! Don't judge I don't eat a lot of food so I'm hoarding it and using it in my master plan to escape! The asylum consists of mostly concrete and iron. My cell (more like a box) is on the 7th floor of the A block. The A block is the smallest building in the asylum; that being said it is 26 stories high and can fit over 600 subjects. That's another thing that scares me, they call us subjects not inmates or patients but subjects? Either way I'm getting out of here dead or alive (Preferably alive!)

Later that evening

"Well here we go Gigi!" I say aloud. The sound of my own voice scares me a little seeing as I haven't used it in so long. I shall not divulge to you exactly how I got out of the building only that I got to the outer wall without any hiccups. So far so good! "HEY YOU!" a voice comes out of the darkness along with a flashlight; oh god not a- my thoughts were interrupted by someone tackling me to the ground and another set of hands holding what seemed to be a needle against my neck. At this point I got angry. A boiling rage, "HOW DARE YOU, I AM A LIVING BREATHING HUMAN AND I CAN FEEL PAIN!" and then. Something interesting happened. To say the least. Giant bat wings sprouting out of my back, my hearing advanced and I suddenly could see as clear as day. "Quickly the subject is responding!" one of the men yelled, but I wasn't listing I was focusing all my strength into one thing. "fly!" I tell myself internally "FLY!" I yell out loud, suddenly slowly my feet part with the ground and I'm floating up through the air. Right Gigi! This is it! Time to get out! And with that I put on full thrusters and I'm off! That was the last thing I remember.