The Switch

The Switch part 2 Chapter 4

"You see,my dear"He whispered and got a grip of my hand"We are not that different"He said.

"I have been through all of that you have been through.

I was on that airplane too.

I was told I was the only survivor as well.

But before I was told that..."

He kneeled up and turned around,slided his hand over his golden curls and looked up

"...before I was told that,I went through hell,literally.

They told me I was in choma,that I saw a choma dream for preparation of that place,where we are right now.

And I saw YOU.

YOU, a dorky girl who was lost there,in a campus where her sister had to go instead,all lost and pretending to be her sister.

YOU were there.....on that party.

YOU were that girl in my dream......THAT GIRL..."He fell in his thoughts and looked down now,slowly turning around.

He breathed in smoothly and said coldly:

"You were that girl in my dream,as I was that guy in yours.

Do you see?

We are labor rats.

I have been here for awhile"

He squatted down and looked right in my eyes,so seriously I was scared

"We are labor rats,and all of this is fake.

We are living in a dollhouse.

Nothing here is real,it's our imagination playing tricks.

All this beauty....the nature,the grace of...even that room,is the work of the new tested drug called

"The Switch"

They are generating it to elder people,so they could see the beauty around them before they die,even if it's not there.

It puts them into sleep.A really,really long sleep.

Since they are elderly,they won't wake up.

That's why they stopped testing it on them.

They are using young people now instead.

The woman who is pulling the strings here is a woman called Bethany.

Bethany Berrybot.

Her last name is really Oliba.

She claims to be your grandmother,but don't listen to her.

When I arrived here,he claimed to be Bethany Petrill.

That was the name of my lost granny.

She picks children,who have never seen their granny,whose name was Beth or Bethany and who have been through hell in their life.

She is a sick bastard.

Whatever you have been through,it has been the drug since you got on the plane.

I was there too.

I saw you coming in.

After that,I got sleepy.

Followed a story with fifth-yearers,the Master,you,as a dorky girl,falling in love with her,waking up in some kind of school,then in hospital,where I met my brother again,who is actually my nemesis,the doctors who claim I have amnesia,and...meeting YOU again in there.

And then....after seeing you with another guy,a sudden urge....to...suicide...and then"His hands got shaky as he got a strong grip over mine,his eyes got wet and teared up."I woke up here,on an autopsy table,snuck into a bright office,had a talk with my"granny" and ran here,I have been hiding here for ages,but the day never changes.By that time,the elderly have already died.

And we....."He looked down"Just haven't waken up"

I was shocked.

He was right.

All of it was.

He made sense,I knew it inside.

It was all to unbelievable to trust.

After many minutes,

I asked what urged me the most.

"Is our love forgotten when we wake?"

I asked,searching for his eyes wich were located at our hands wich were still holding each other tightly.

I felt hidden tears in my eyes.Any second,I was gonna burst up.

We sat there on the ground,in an illusion,only knowing that the only thing we thought was an illusion was actually the only real one.

Our love.

Our surviving.

After all of that,our stories were just switched.

Just like everything here.

A medical wonder.

A pleasant way to die.

Only we will wake up.

At least we hope so.

or fear so.

He looked up to me,in my eyes,what the tears didn't hold anymore.

"Our love....will never be forgotten.

It's through centuries,time zones and..."His eyes closed and his grip loosened around my hand.

He collapsed on me and stopped breathing.

"Marcus?!?!

MARCUS??!?!!?!"

I screamed and pulled him over,lying to the ground.

I tried everything.

I listened to his heart,tried to make him breath,but his face looked as calm as he had just fallen asleep.

"No,.....no...."I cried and fell on is chest,crying and heart bleeding to death.

I suddenly felt so sleepy and closed my eyes for a second.

Sleeping always feels like closing eyes just for a second....