The Past Isn't Our Future

2

"I've lived my whole life within those four walls, I've never been outside." Her voice trickling of forlorn, "I know what the grass would feel like on bare feet, or the sound of rain pounding on a tin roof" the man stopped he knelt in front of her. She wiped away a tear. Laughing "I can't believe I'm telling you this, I barely know you" she sniffles. Feeling uncomfortable with how close he got she quickly stands up, walking over to the pile of papers.

Many have a drawing that looks incomplete or you're looking at it through broken glass. "what are these?" she asks going over dozens of the drawing. A picture of a woman stands out she's sleeping her hair is long and dark its spread out over the pillow. "who is this?" her fingers go over the edge of the drawing.

Chuckling bursts out of his lips " are you serious?"

Kali looks at him confused "what? Yes. Why is it someone I should know?" she stands up looking at the paper closer.

"well, I hope you know her because that's you." He points at the drawing. Kalis' eyes widen looking at the photo this time to look at the small details. Her nose, the length of her eyelashes, a small dot just to the side of her eye.

"I've never seen myself" a smile grows.

He steps closer "then you've never seen your eyes" he looks at her eyes studying them.

"No, I haven't won't they look like yours?" she points to his "green, with dots spread across the color."

"No!" he states "yours are very unusual, I've never seen eyes like yours" he steps closer.

"are they bad?" she reaches up touching just below her eye.

"No. they beautiful. I've only seen four different eye colors. Blue, green, brown, and hazel which is green and brown put together. But your eyes. Your eyes are white." He picks up a paper and pencil. "Do you mind?" he holds them up asking if he can draw her.

"now you're asking?" she smiles

"you were asleep I didn't want to wake you up. Plus, I didn't know if you were a killer." He sits against the wall motioning for her to join them.

"how do you know I'm not?" she sits across from him picking up a piece of paper an old woman is drawn, she's wearing a black headpiece. Her skin is wrinkled but still, has beauty. Looking at it she tells a story; she's been through a lot had many struggles that wore her down but still she held her head high.

"because, I feel as if I know you. Like we've met before." He runs his hands through his hair. Looking at her I feel a sense of responsibility as if I'm supposed to protect her. This feeling keeps gnawing at me trying to tell me something but I don't know what.

Chapter 2

The two have spent 2 weeks together, talking about art letting the days slip by. Spending hours awake together they can't tell when its day or night neither of them caring. they grew close, he could see kali was getting thin from smaller rations they've been getting. she never complained. He watched her stare at the ceiling her eyes not moving her breathing slow.

"what are you doing?" his voice was soft.

"remembering the stars," she says as she turns to him reaching just below his shoulder with loose curls.

"You miss them?" he lays down next to her propping his head up. She moves closer, his shirt smells fresh mixed with mescaline. It's nice. Wrapping her arms around his waist and holding tight, he grabs her holding her close. They stayed that way for a while just holding each other in their arms forgetting their trapped, starving, and alone.

Sparking noises are going off in all directions the lights went out Kali jumped up with the guy holding his hand. The darkness was infinite no source of light. An alarm went off loud, Kali tried to talk to him but the noise was so loud she couldn't hear her own voice. Squeezing his hand, he squeezed back. A pounding noise coming from the door gets louder. Moving Kali behind him, he backs up against the wall. A burst of bright light enters the room, shielding her eyes she smells smoke enter the room. Trying to look she sees armed men enter the room all dressed in black. The men grab the man, fighting back he grabs on to Kali trying to hold tight but he's not strong enough.

Kali could tell the men were talking to her but she couldn't hear them. Their hands wrap tightly around her arms the men pulled her out the door struggling to breath the smoke twice as thick.

their pace quickens, breathing in smoke causes her lungs to reject the air she desperatly needs. Turning a corner the walls open up to a large room, the niose gets quieter the farther they go. the sound of their feet takes its place, flashlights ove around the room the men checking the area as we run. going against the wall two men go ahead placing something on the wall two wires lay on the floor. the man infront of kali turns his smile crooked and stained.

"Heres the fun part." a square box in his hand his thumb pushes a blue buton. an invasive explosion goes off the wall explosed into the large room dust falls on her hair peices of the wall lay by her feet. Kali moves trying to look in to the gaping hole, its dark, the smell is strong musky air filled with moister and dirt. two men go in first their feet splashing in puddles of water.