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Darkness. Absolute darkness. I couldn’t see anything. I was having a mental breakdown, trapped in this pit of darkness. It was cold; an icy breeze rushed past me, sending my hair flying and giving me goosebumps all the way up my arms.
My breathing began to pick up, even thought I was standing still; maybe, it was the fear of this dark place. Or, it was the knowledge that I wasn’t alone, suddenly.
For some reason, I had the nerve to speak out. “I know you’re here.” I called, not really to any direction in particular.
There was a voice from my left. “I miss you.” The voice was familiar and left a pang of pain in my side; I gasped and clutched at it, hoping it would disappear quickly.
“Jacob?” I asked. “Is that you?”
Then, something warm hit me lightly; I felt like I was being thrown, twirling non-stop to me left, over and over again…and then, suddenly, I opened my eyes, half scared to death. My heart was drumming quickly, but slowed as soon as I realized I could see; there was a faint flicker of light to the left of me, but when I glanced over my shoulder, I noticed there was no source of the light.
Jacob was sitting in front of me; he was donning a black cloak, and it was pulled up over his hair, shadowing his face slightly. I could only see his lips down; his beautiful brown eyes were hidden by the darkness.
I glanced down; I was sitting on something, yet there was absolutely nothing beneath me. Frightened, I glanced back up to Jacob; his lips were the same, unsmiling.
My voice was shaky. “Jacob…?”
He gave one swift, silent nod. “It’s me.”
I was overwhelmed in emotion; seeing him in person, face-to-face, only seemed to make the pain worse. “Oh, Jacob,” I suddenly burst into tears, “I’m so sorry I did that to you.”
His expression—er, his lips expression, at least—didn’t change. He didn’t smile, or become less unhappy; he stayed serious. When he spoke, his voice was deep, and unhappy; there was a slight edge of pain.
“Don’t apologize.”
I frowned at him through the tears. “Why shouldn’t I? I did something horrible, and—”
His voice was calmer, more serene, now. “One must learn to not apologize for their actions, but make up for them.”
I blinked, a little shocked and confused. “So, now your going all fortune cookie on me?”
“Perhaps there is a lesson to be learnt.”
I shook my head from side to side. “This isn’t Jacob.” My face twisted up in disgust. “You’re not my Jacob.”
Then, everything changed; the whole situation seemed completely different, like I was in a different time and place. The darkness lightened, brightened to daylight; the walls disappeared, revealing a field of lush, green grass surrounded by trees and filled with wild flowers. I was no longer sitting on an invisible seat; now, I was on an old tree log. Jacob’s body wisped away, as if he were made of liquid; it swirled midair, then flew back down to his seat—which, now had also become a log—and in his place was a man wearing a white cloak. The cloak covered all of his hair, and left a shadow covering his face; I couldn’t distinguish who it was, but by the voice, I knew it was no longer Jacob.
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