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TW: Death mention, blood, fractures
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Just a few weeks ago I had been living a life most would probably call 'sinful' or 'shameful'. But then, from one moment to the other, everything and somehow nothing changed.

I died.. a well, unnatural death. I just know that much.
I cannot remember what exactly happened after nor how I died, just that I spoke with someone who referred to himself as 'God'. I remember this person sitting on a throne of some sort, it was placed upon several stairs. I was kneeling at the bottom and and tried to comprehend the situation.

"You, who are sitting at the end of my steps, what is the reason that you are here?"

When I looked up I saw a bright light, shining through a window behind 'God'. I could only  trace a vague silhouette but it seemed as if he didn't have a form, it was just a big black.. somethimg. The dark, seemingly endless room I was in was like a black void, ready to devour everything that wasn't near enough to the light.
To my left I spotted a statue of an angel. The kind of angel we all know and see, but something was off about it.
The pair of wings were at their place, the face looked human and there even was a halo.
Back then, I wasn't able to tell what the odd thing about it was.

"Answer me. Why have you come here today?"

The 'God' was talking to me again...

"Not answering me? Well, I do of course know about you, your shameless style of living and your verdict. Now, since you're not replying to your God's questions, I will just elucidate the most important aspects to you. You are dead. Now, normally I'd send you straight to hell, your life was full of shame and absurdity. But, since I lost some angels in a gamble with the devil, I need someone else to bring justice to this world. See, if you succeed at your job, you might even be sent to heaven~"

He didn't give me the slightest chance to refuse, and my next memory took place in my apartment. I woke up, scared, confused and sweating. Had I really just met God? And if so, did I just reincarnate?
No.. This still is my body. Was I simply given another chance maybe? But why? I certainly did you use my life in the way it's expected, why would I get another try?

───Maybe it was just a dream though?───

I continued with my daily morning routine. Nothing was different from usual.. Until I looked into the mirror. My reflection was garbled. I was able to recognize myself, but I had a broken nose and neck. Dried blood could be found on my tempels, lips and clothes. Even my ear seemed to have bleed.. My right eye was demolished, my right arm and shoulder seemed to be broken too. What had happened to me?
I couldn't remember..

When I looked at my body directly, every single wound was gone. What does this all mean?

I left my apartment shortly after, unsure if I even was in the world I knew. But everything was as always. The flowers still didn't bloom, my neighbor went with her dog, the cars stood on their usual parking spots.. I feeled as if someone or something followed and watched me though.
I was to afraid to turn and look, so I wanted to go straight to my workplace. On my way I passed an elderly woman who's shopping was obviously to heavy for her to carry.
I don't know why I did the following thing, since it's not part of my nature to help strangers, but I asked the lady if I could relieve her load by helping her carry her shoppings to the bus station.

When I had finished this, I rushed to my workplace. I was already 10 minutes late. But on the way I saw an earthworm on the pavement. I picked it up and let it down in a lawn.
I was over 15 minutes late because I also met a child who wanted a sandwich but had a few cents too less. I didn't have it exactly either, so I had to wait for my change.. I waited long.

When I arrived I sat down and began to work. After a hours the fire alarm of the building floor above me ringed. (It was such an eventful morning..) My coworkers evacuated the building but I couldn't.
I was trapped by my own thoughts, I wasn't able to stand up and just leave. Wasn't it my duty as human to help those who need it?
One of my coworkers came up to me and wanted to know why I didn't run. I looked up to him but didn't answer. I didn't know the answer myself.
He noticed that I wouldn't move, went away and after looking back at me one more he left.

I heard screams from above. These people were either suffocating or burning to death right now. And I'm just sitting here, doing nothing!

At some point I broke out of my endless stream of thoughts and snapped back into reality. I don't remember in detail what happened, but I know I somehow reached the floor above. There I saw a young woman sitting under a desk surrounded by flames. (I believe to remember her being a trainee, who came to us just two weeks ago.) Everyone else had left..

I felt the heat of the high flames on my face and normally i would have left, but not anymore. I took one of the decor carpets from the wall and tried to use it as fire blanket. The heavy cloth did make the flames go back, it worked! But she was to afraid to move.. She hadn't even noticed me yet. I needed to save her.

But how?

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