They Whisper

She Never Left

The darkness seems particularly dark. Thats a funny sentence to say. Can darkness ever really be darker? It made no sense, but also perfect sense.

The bed was hard, like always. The blanket was thin, like always. This place was like a prison cell, but like was a generous comparison. This place was a prison. It almost made me envy the girl who had made her way out.

Jealous?

"Who is that?"

Oh silly don't you recognize me?

The voice did share a stark familiarity, one with a girl who had just killed herself a few hours before. For some unknown reason her voice seemed to be ringing inside my head.

You didn't think I was gone did you? I'm simply stuck. The voices plan was flawed. We though it was my body that was the problem, but we couldn't be more wrong. I need a new one. You can help me with that, please?

"I don't know what it is you want me to do. I barley even know you!"

Its simple. The people underground said to get there I require a body. But in my current state I can't do that. You can help me.

"What am I supposed to do?"

Like I said you need a body to get into the underground.

"Why don't you just use yours?"

No, that simply won't do. The voices tell me we need you.

"You want to use my body?"

No, you need to get one. Any one in this hospital will do. What I did to escape, you need to do the same to them.

"But thats murder!"

No, I would never make you do that! You wouldn't be killing them, you would be doing quite the opposite. You would be saving them, in fact you would be saving the whole world.

What she was suggesting was completely and utterly absurd, especially when she wasn't even alive. But she was talking to me, so was she really dead? I would suppose not. In which case if I get a body, they wouldn't really die. Maybe they would go to the underground too. Then we could save everybody. I'm going to be a hero!

Just listen to the whispers. They will guide you.