Imperfect Date

Epilogue

Dave

Everything was so quiet.

There was not a trace of anyone coming to save me.

Many months later after the whole brutality situation, everything remained the way they were.

My destroyed parts remained stashed away in Chip's office.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten about me.

Even though my soul remained in a world no one else knew about, I could still sense the pain of being forgotten.

Every so often I would see Chip working in his office as usual, not aware of what he had done.

My parts were hidden away from the world and no one seemed to give a damn about my existence.

It was a rough thought.

That was until I sensed positive messages being sent to my soul from the real world, the world I was most familiar with.

Cog Nation.

It was the hometown I eventually had to disappear from.

All my close friends and fans had to carry on with life without me.

I knew what it was like to be in their shoes. It was truly a challenge.

From the positive messages I received, I knew the entire town and company missed me dearly. They admired my service and my personality and my great taste in shows.

Nevertheless, the last problem still stood. There was no sign of anyone willing to actually rescue me.

Sure, I received positive messages from the real world, but no one actually bothered to take action and find a way to help me.

Regardless, even to this day, my soul remained in the depths of an unknown world.

A void of nothingness.

It seemed that in the end, this was my fate.

No one was doing anything to save me.

Occasionally I would dream of memories at the company, having the best time of my life with my friends.

I would especially dream of all the romantic moments I shared with Misty.

It almost hurt to admit it, but I was happy for her. I was happy for her moving on from me and my disappearance and finding someone new. Even if that new soulmate happened to be my former murderer.

I knew none of this meant to happen. I knew Chip didn't kill me intentionally.

I was the one at fault here.

For everything.

I would always hear Chip's promises to Misty and they seemed so genuine. He truly cared about her. He truly wanted to change and become a better person.

He accomplished everything he wanted.

I was happy for him too.

And I was happy with their relationship.

I would also dream of all the memories I've created during my time alive. Hosting shows, having the most admiring fans. It seemed like the best thing, but it never made me feel complete.

In my restless dreams, I would see that town... Mezzo Melodyland.

Home to my love for music and dance, home to everything that was meant to make me feel important.

But all I wanted now was to be remembered.

I needed someone to look out for me and care for me.

I wanted to be back in the world.

In the midst of my thoughts in the universe of all non-existent things, I could've sworn I heard a familiar voice. The voice of someone who had enough courage to bring me back to the world despite the fact that I've been demolished enough to have my soul leave my body.

I wanted to reply, but I was gone.

The voice called out to me once more.

"Dave... I mithth you..."