The Lost

Tom:

I open my eyes slowly. The white moving ceiling above races past. I turn a corner. My whole body feels heavy. My mind won't focus. The lights above blur and sting my eyes. I hear worried voices. I close my eyes and force my mind to think. To remember. I shake with the effort. I feel my body tremble. Pain rushes through my mind. I keep my eyes closed even though they try to force open. I shake. I feel hands tugging at my arm. Voices yelling. I start to convulse on the bed. I just… want.. to…. REMEMBER!....

 The world around me grows cold and clean. Lemon fills my nose. I open my eyes. I stand by a bed. A man is trembling. A women clasps his hand. She's crying but the man just smiles with sad eyes. He relaxes on the bed. A nurse rushes over with the women shouting and screaming for help. Tears fall down my face. He wasn't afraid. Suddenly something bursts through my chest. Electricity runs through my body. I feel something pushing through…

I open my eyes. I look around at the hospital room. Doctors and nurses gather around. I lift my arm up slowly and rub away blood which was running from my nose. Pain runs around my neck. I touch the spot and scream. Pain runs through my head. A kind hand is laid on mine. A women stares down smiling at me. I sit back and relax. A mask is strapped around my face. The world starts to fade. The white room blurs. Suddenly I remember Casey. I try to sit up but hands push me down. No! No get off. I struggle to stand but the world fades and I start to loose consciousness.

"Stop struggling. Your safe calm…. do..wn" The voice of the nurse wavers above me. The voice is drawn out. I can't hear or smell. I just picture Casey. Her face and smile. So rich. The secret little things I love about her. My head becomes heavy and the pain in my neck starts to fade.

Casey:

I shake in the corner of the room. To see Garret so… scared. He isn't scared. I thought he was hollow… no… not always. I shake my head with tears un-controllably rolling down my cheeks. What happened to Tom. The fear runs down my spine. Should I search for him. Is that the wrong path. Or is it the right one. I shout out at the confusion and the world. Why do we have to know. Life would be so much better. I always believed in free will. Fate was a myth to hold us back. And it still is… just not a myth. A thing which traps me. Keeps me hostage. I don't know the path. Might as well try. I stand up and walk to the door. I run my finger over the wood. I look for a weak spot. I sigh deeply and raise my foot. I kick hard and see the door splinter and swing open. I smile. It always was a load of crap. I run out onto the street. My head swings from left to right. A hospital. Suddenly someone shouts behind me. I just run. I know its Garret. I feel my heart increase. Tom I'm coming. I don't think this is right. Might as well try. I run to the white building. I stare up at the different floors. Its shadow bathes me in a cool darkness. I run in. Look around and run down random corridors. I look ahead. Tom is sitting in a wheelchair. My eyes grow. I smile slowly. I take a deep inhale of breathe. The nurse turns her back. I run down to where he sits. I push hard on the handles. I run down the corridor. He starts to stir. I smile slowly. So far nothing. I push him out into the car park. I grab a hair clip and start to pick at the lock of a car. I keep checking behind me. I stare around quickly. Lift Tom into the passenger seat. He groans. I hold his hand for a brief moment. I snap and remember what I was doing. I leap round to the other side and pick at the wires. The car engine starts up and I smile.

I drive around a corner. Tom's eyes flick open. He stares around worriedly. Only now do I see the marks on his chin and neck. Anger flushes through my veins. I rest my free hand on his lap. He frowns. Starts to shake his head. I look past him and see the sun sinking below the city buildings.

"What… what are you doing" I raise my head to look into his eyes. I start to shake my head slowly keeping my eyes fixed on his. He starts to pull himself up from his sitting position. "No… no its really not meant to happ…." He's interrupted my something slamming into the car. I turn around with my neck aching. Garret stares at us. He's shouting. I breathe quickly. He hits the car again and Tom slams into the front on the car. His eyes start to grow. I turn around quickly pressing on the accelerator. He shouts and I look at him. Not again. He looks around with his eyes large and scared. He grabs his head just as our car is rammed again.

Tom:

My head starts to pound. I'm thrown forwards again. I can't think. Hundreds of voices spin in my head. Casey? I look up at her. Her whole face is panicked. Tears are building in her eyes. I try to spin but my neck splinters with pain. I scream. I throw myself into the back of the chair. Faces stare at me. My mind is aching and I feel blood pour down from my nose and my mouth. I can't breathe and I feel a sense of restriction fly over my head. I dig my fingers into my temple and scream. Suddenly our car is hit. Casey lets go of the wheel and we start to spin. We're thrown into a corn field at the side of the motorway. I can't look up. The force in my head is blinding me. I scream and Casey wrenches at the wheel trying to pull the car back under control. I feel the blood in my mouth. The metallic taste makes me want to gag. The voices are screaming at me. They just walk over to yell and shout. I close my eyes tightly. Casey is shaking my arm. I look up briefly. The world just flickers. I close my eyes quickly. It hurts to keep them open. I think she's shouting but I can't hear. The rising sound bursts in my ears. It rises to the top of my head. I open my mouth and let out a low shout resembling the voices in my head. They all spill from my mouth. Casey starts to pull on my shirt harder. I can't concentrate. Suddenly Casey screams. I feel a hand on my shoulder. It pulls me back. I think it's Garret. I keep my eyes closed. The voices continue spilling from my mouth. I feel a knife on my throat. Its digging in. The voices start to fade. I feel something under my back. I open my eyes. I sit on the hospital bed. A nurse is shaking me. She has a wheelchair sitting next to her. I breathe deeply. I close my eyes. I just died in another universe. I smile silently. I let her lower me into the wheelchair. Casey never was any good at driving.

Casey. I think of her and I remember the paths. Any choices which will affect those paths will work. I breathe slowly. I climb out of the wheelchair. The nurse spins and shouts at me. I run down the corridors. Tears are falling down my cheeks. Time to change paths. I burst through the doors. I run to her house. I look in the window. Casey is staring around the room. She keeps her mouth open with tears sliding down her cheeks. I fall back. This is a different world. I shake my head and walk away. I feel my heart pulling at the other direction. But I'm scared. She's Casey. My Casey. I close my eyes and breathe slowly. Tears fall down my cheeks slowly. I cover my face with my hands. What's the point. I know what it is. But I don't want to die. I really don't. I've tried to kid myself. But I can't. I slowly fall onto the floor. I hug my legs tightly. I rock slowly. You'd think when you loose everything you would want to die. But there's so much I want to live and see. My favourite bands play live. Italy and France and the beach with kids making sand castles. Just to smile and laugh. But I want to do it with Casey. And I can't. I close my eyes. Rain starts to fall onto my face. I stand up slowly. I take one last look through the window. Casey sits there. So perfect. I turn and walk. I walk away. I go to the forest and sit on the floor. I shake and cry. Just to see her that last time. I've chosen a path.