The silence were so loud. I never thought it was possible, but it was. Dead air were the perfect characterization. Am I dead?, I slowly stood up as I inspected the inside of the time machine. A screen lighted up, showing today's date, "2117 February 1 16:10". We made it. I MADE IT. The time machine worked, even if it's just one hour forward, it worked. The ridiculously, unreliable, deceitful, bloody machine WORKED. "-ITS MARVELOUS " I yelled, jubilant, as I stepped out of the machine. But there was no one to share my joy with, the same, empty, dead silence as it was inside of the machine made the air feel almost touchable. Maybe they all ran home, maybe they... "Hello", I turned around quickly when I heard the voice. All I could see was the inside of the machine I just sat in. "-Who are you?" I asked, the voice was recognizable, I was convinced that I had heard it before. A dark, deep, male voice. When I didn't get any answer I started to walk along the road. It was the right city, the right place, but no people. And suddenly I came to realize why so many people are afraid of silence.
At the cafe someone had left their jacket and cup on the table, like they suddenly got in a hurry. Something were different, not just the fact that everybody was... Gone. I stared in through the cafes window, to my relief, it was filled up with people, laughing, talking, drinking and eating. With excitement I opened the door, didn't even feel a need to know why people weren't on the street, "-I AM ALIVE. WE MADE IT!". As the door swung open, my disappointment overtook me. No one was here, I felt spaced out, confused but most of all mortified. They were all here for just a second ago, how's that possible? Suddenly I heard the same voice as earlier, "well, that's a shame..." He muttered, I was pretty sure it was a "he", girls usually don't have so dark voices. "-WHO ARE YOU?", I wasn't prepared for my voice to be so loud so I pressed my lips together and waited for an answer. "Don't know who I am?", "-I thought that my blank stare and confused look would be enough to convince you", I responded with a pretty rude tone. But he deserved it, I mean, I wasn't the one freaking HIM out. "You really have no idea who I am?", he seemed hurt, almost sad, made me regret sounding so mean. "-No, I'm sorry, where are you, this conversation would be less terrifying if I could see you", actually I needed to see someone, talk to someone real. "I'm right here, in your mind", a sigh fled my dry lips. Just the voices, again, I hadn't taken my pills, that has to be the case, no one is talking to me. Now I felt even more humiliated than before.
After more spontaneously opening doors after seeing people inside, I had realized that they were probably just hallucinations, but where were all of the people? I had noticed one more thing, the clouds that always covered the sky, giving the city a constant, white, cold light, were gone. For the first time in my life I could see the sun. A big yellow blob that just... sat there. Staring down at me, made me feel more lonely than ever. And as laid down at the hill, stared back, I couldn't help but cry, damn Niello, you're nineteen and crying over being alone, if someone saw me crying, I'd blame the sun for making my eyes hurt, but no one were there. That was the problem. No one. Just a cold, empty space, a dead silence. Even the sun seemed a bit lonely up there. "-Hello my dear", I chuckled, talking to the sun made this whole thing even more sad. "-I don't think she'll answer", after just a few hours, I had gotten used to the company the voice gave. "-I know". I closed my eyes, "-but honestly, I don't care".
The silence woke me up, the first thing I saw was the stars, stars, I thought that only spacemen got the chance see the stars, but here they were. Giving the village a bright, calm, light. I have to go home, I thought as I stood up and started walking away from the hill.
As I reached my house, looked in through the window, I saw myself, and beautiful girl, she had mahogany colored hair and eyes like blue ink pencils. I sat in the sofa, with the girl standing in front of me. Her smile seemed to light up the whole room. The window were open and I could hear what they.. We, said.
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Historia CortaIt was the end. Everybody screamed in panic, tripping over each other, desperately trying to get away from the beeping machine that I knew would become my grave. I couldn't hear them of course, but their mouths were wide open and they all had a ter...