Chapter five: Oblivion

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This happened days before I even took the pill so I know it wasn't entirely the pill and its effect. What was it? I don't have the proper answer. Even if I were to tell you, there no way in hell anyone would believe me. The thing is insanely crazy! But my whole life changed after that morning and this is how it happened.

I was sitting in a subway. It was the first question I wondered about. There is no subways in Los Angeles, California. Anyways I felt this tension in the air that made me very uncomfortable. I could physcially feel and hear everything, it almost felt too real. Its like I knew something bad was about to happen. Goosebumps crawled up my skin and I knew then something wasn't right. Everything passed by a little to quickly for me to explain in detail. But a baby cried, the train was approaching and I then looked up to see a drunk man walking by. Before I was able to prevent anything the drunk man pushed a well suited man in front of the train then I woke up.

Woke up in terror and sweat but most importantly I was shaking. It's the worst nightmare of my life. I took this like any other person would have which is ignoring it. It was just a weird dream nothing else. Who would ever think it meant anything. Nightmares happen and are later forgotten. This leads to another question, 'why do we dream terrible things sometimes?' We, the scientist discovered something else besides having bad thoughts before going to bed, or anxiety. It was mainly how you controled your dream and everyone can do it. Put your mind in a positive mode.

The pill we invented puts you in a good mood and allows you to dream peacefully. I at the time was going through a rough time at work and decided why not, so I took some. I didnt think we did such a good job on it. I was no longer feeling like crap and enjoyed my days at work. During that time I was  discovering a new pill. This new creation allows you to dream but not just dream. It actually makes you feel as though you are there. Feel, hear, see, and smell but no so much as in taste. The way the brain functions didn't allow that, it would have taken me a few more years to understand how to make that connection. I send a few samples to those I work for, they tried it out on people, certain people, and they loved it. I was promoted to work on the higher class and my mom was blessed with the news.

After celebrating I was headed home. I no longer lived with my mom but on my own, and still unmarried. Unfortunately. My house is huge, which was ridiculous on my part considering I live alone. Who needs such a big place to live in when alone? But that night I remember perfectly. I walked in removing my red heels and switching on the TV. The news appeared on the screen, sure at first it didn't catch my attention, not until I heard what was happening.

"Reporters say the man was pushed into the train as it was approaching." a blonde woman spoke. "Police don't have a clear identification of who the criminal is."

"We do have the footage but what your about to see might be disturbing for some viewers." this time a man said.

There I stood froze and eyes glued on the screen as the surveilliance tape played. It happened just as I saw it. Although there was no sound flashbacks of the feeling and hearing appeared making me shiver. What in the world was happening? I knew I couldn't just ignore something like this. I hadn't taken the pill I had just invented so that couldn't be it, or could it? Did I accidently take one. Everything was a big blur of madness that I couldn't remember a single thing. But this also made me wonder, if I had taken the pill what did that have to do with me seeing the real thing.

A vision maybe? But I still couldn't understand why I would have a vision and in the end the poor wealthy man died? So as a professional I went into business. I took some samples of the pill and nothing happened. I did dream like the pill was supposed to make me do but nothing too real if I make myself clear.

This went on about a month until it happened again. But this time I was in a strangers home in some sort of party. The problem about these 'visions' or 'dreams' are that they are an entire blur. I only capture some details and it happens too fast for me to even be sure. But the sensations of something close from happening stinged my skin as I made my way to the pool. I couldn't control it I was dragged there and as I tilt over to see underneath and what I see scares me to death. My own screaming woke me.

The next day at work I pretended as though nothing happened. I decided to ignore it because I simply couldn't understand it. Probably the stupidest thing I could have done. But this was also a distraction, I should have paid more attention to my surrounding. At the time I didn't know anything of course of what was going to happen. There is nothing that could have prevented my ending. It had to be done I can only guess.

The people I work for, those who I call tradiors asked for more of my wonderful invention. But I refused. I didn't want anyone else experiencing what I was. It was probably the worst thing anyone can live through. Anyone can go insane, because I know this isn't normal. The tradiors didn't take this very well. They demanded it and my explaining didn't work. I should have came up with a better excuse than not feeling like it was the right creation and it needed something better. They knew it was a lie and took this action as being against them.

Weeks later the madness began. I surely didn't see this coming. In the morning I forced myself to watch the news and just as I expected, just like I saw it, it was on the screen. My heart shrinked in fear making my vomit. A little five year old boy had drown and I couldn't save his life.

I had refuse to tell any of this to my mom knowing she'll have no clue is happening either. Who could have I asked, no one. I was alone on this, and things just didn't add up. That same day at work everything seemed fine. I was letting go on the pill assignment and decided to study more of what dreams or perhaps visions are. How do they work and why do they happen? 'So many questions so little answers,' I thought just as I heard shooting.

The Goverments top secret facility was under attack.

 

 

 

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