When Darkeness Breathes...

VI Clarity

I am sorry for the gap, for the days that have slipped away. I awoke several days later, in the hospital, attached to multiple machines and IV's. My brainwaves nearly nonexistent, a pulse of 9, my blood pressure 60/40. My heart rate 40. Nobody knew what had happened. My brain was virtually fried. They had not expected me to wake up.

I seemed to be good at this.

The Hypnotist was forced to call 911. She said that after the therapy session ended, instead of waking up, I started to shake. Within moments, a full blown seizure racked my entire body. The EMT's were still trying to pull me out of it as they raced to the hospital.

So many questions, no answers. But now there were answers flooding me. Things...I could not even yet begin to explain. So much information. So much taking over my conscious thoughts as well as my sleeping form. I had to piece it all together. Things were not in order, they were just hitting me like wave after wave. More and more details and data.

This time there was plenty of medical evidence to prove that something was happening to me. Every machine, recording days of evidence for the medical field to pour over and try to understand. For me, it was the memories that were here. Finally the gaps were filling in and taking shape. There was an entire life that I had lived that I had no memory of. And it was no life. It was the Nightmare. The true nightmare of what my life was, and why I am the way that I am.

I shuttered. How to begin? How to the tell the world the truth? How to accept it for myself? The real nightmare was only just beginning, but it was time to face it head on and it was time to face it awake. Awake for the first time.

©2016, Aelfwynn MacGregor, AMB