Prologue

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Darkness.

Where am I?

Jesus those lights are bright. As my eyes adjust to the blinding lights I start looking around. What an ugly ceiling. A window, an uncomfortable looking chair, an old tv and him sitting beside my bed.

Only him.

No. No. NO! The realisation hits me like a ton of bricks. Without realising it tears had started trickling down my cheeks. I feel his arms wrapping around me, but it all feels so distant. I feel so far away, so lost.

His arms loosen around me, he looks different, he looks unstable, like he could fall any minute. His mouth starts moving but I can barely make out the words. Is he messing with me or is he talking to me? I can't hear anything except a distant rapid beeping. What is happening? Why does everything sound muffled.

"I can't hear you. I can't hear anything."

Why is this happening?

Why me?

Why us?

Why?

And then again, nothing but darkness.

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