"Back again".
"Was I here before?" I couldn't recall.
"But of course. You want to return?"
"Where?"
"To the place you called home".
"Yes". I did. I had to. Surely I needed to.
It's hard. Hard to fit into this place as many do without question. Hard to see what I should do, my options are scarce. Hard to know others, as they shun me away.
Its dark. Nobody to see and nothing to want to see me either. I call out; but nothing. Hours of dark emptiness in a place I thought I knew. The hours become days. The days grow into weeks. The weeks of loneliness blur together into a lifetime. I need to get out. Can't take it. My memories are fading, disappearing. But why? Can't recall what. Even the answer to the very question of who seems to evade me. I need to get out. I am young inside but so tired. I sit alone. I see him. The shadow. He has come for me. I stand, and greet him as one would a brother. He puts his arm around me and leads me out of the room. Peace.
And then; almost too quickly I can see again. I can hear.
The other voice speaks.
"Back again."
