A blinding white light clouded my vision. Nothing in this moment could console me. Nothing could possibly prepare me for my known future. A thousand years of death. Every day a new torturous ending. A thousand years of blood and pain. What could have possibly been worth this hell? In this moment I couldn't remember. The only thought on my mind was the vast darkness that lay before me.
The steel door that had stood open for several minutes finally dimmed as a figure emerged from the light. His slick black hair glistened, as the light reflected off of his pale green eyes. Unlike the authorities that escorted him, his eyes were still light, compared to the dull and hopeless gazes surrounding him. His glance met my stare, with a meek smile he greeted me. He knelt down, his words hushed. I couldn't quite make out what he was saying, but he ended it with a painful gaze, and a pat of sympathy.
He stood up to walk away, at this i yelled out. He looked startled. I didn't want him to leave. I didn't want to be alone in this place, not now, not ever. He smiled, and spoke soft words. "you'll see me soon, Karoline." Then the light dulled, I closed my eyes, the slightest bit of hope filled my heart. The darkness consumed me for a moment. It welcomed the smell of freshly washed sheets, and a scented candle. The stink of perfume and hair products. Then my eyes shot open to the shrill scream of an alarm. The clock laughing in my face. "7 AM, Time to get up, Karoline." His soft voice whispered in my ear. Then the dark warmth was gone, and was replaced with the harsh stare of reality. This is it. This was the day.
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The Death of Karoline
Ciencia Ficción"A thousand deaths in one day? How is that even possible?" Damren questioned. "Find a way." Was the only response he was given. I AM NEVER GOING TO FINISH THIS.
