NeW wOrLd

Revalation

I was alone, isolated, I'd hoped that the thing I'd pushed and clicked would have alerted someone of my consciousness. But I was alone.

I sat there gripping my torso trying to terminate my existence, until I heard breathing. And then,  a series of high pitched clinks, the scratching of metal against metal. As I frantically darted my eyes around the room to try and find the source of the noise, my mind conjured up twisted images that spiralled me into a state of panic. Hot sweat slid down my forehead into my eyes, distorting the darkness around me. Gingerly I retracted one of my arms and brought it up to wipe away the sweat, allowing me to see clearly, I then secured my arm back at its rightful place, in order to force my mind back into a state of security and comfort.

I was a girl out of time. Alone. Isolated. The only thing that I knew for certain about my current situation was that I was scared. Actually let me rephrase that, petrified. I had no idea what the noise I heard was, what made it or where it came from but I knew that I could not stop what was about to happen. Emotion had enveloped me and stopped any rational thoughts from entering my head. I was sat there, frozen, like a statue unable to move. I was ready, ready to embrace whatever fate had in store for me, but what fate dealt me was not what I had expected.

A strobe of white light burned through the darkness illuminating my surroundings. The pain in the back of my eyes was unbearable, causing me to retract my arms from around my torso and shield my eyes from the heavenly light. I remember hearing a clear voice but I couldn't make out what they said although there was a clear tone of shock and surprise in every word they said.

As the pain in the back of my eyes disappeared the light became less dense and the rooms details came swirling back to life. I was sitting on a bed covered in a white sheet, the turquoise blanket that covered the bed originally lay slumped on the floor, there were various utensils spread along each wall of the box shaped room and the walls were padded with grey hexagonal plates to block out everything that keeps a person sane. The ceiling and floor were painted with a colour whiter than paper that were unbearable to look at for too long. On the wall in front of me was a wooden door that so fake it made me feel sick.

The heavenly light that illuminated the room resonated from the doorway and as my eyes fixed on that point the outline of a person became clearer and clearer.

Instantly my limbs became less tense and I was ready to embrace the shadow in the light but then something in the back of my mind made me twitch. Who was the shadow? And why had they not said anything?

I launched myself backwards pulling off the sheet I'd been sitting on allowing it to drape over the side of the bed, still attached. I pressed my hunched body up against the cold wall at the back of the bed in an attempt to shield myself from the shadow in the darkness. However, it didn't work.

The shadow snaked In to the room allowing more light to pour in forcing me to shield my eyes yet agin until they could adjust to the outside world. When I could see the room I was confined to the shadow was in the room, standing to the left of me.

I shrieked and hurled myself off of the bed to the right and landed on the cold marble floor that reeked of bleach and floor polish. I squirmed across the floor staying low, reaching my hands to the light I could never reach as my legs had not been used in a long time. And that worries me more than ever.

I'd only been asleep for a few months. Right?

"Never fear shadows. They simply mean there a light shining somewhere nearby" ~ Ruth E Renkel