Red Rust Redemption

Today

I sat in that old Hummer for several days just staring out of that dusty window trying to figure out what these visions are and what they mean who are these people? are still on this planet? Can I find them? Do they know who I am? Are they searching for me? What should I do. That voice came again and I could hear it whisper the word "Redemption" it was that same voice that said my name in the past.

"Is this what the world kept me for? Why do I need redemption? What did I do to make me need it?" I know realize with the more awnsered questions I have the more questions there is.

"This is absolutely no help" then I thought to turn the car on maybe the air conditioning still works. As soon as I touched the key another vision... I see an old truck with an old man in the front seat turning the key he turned and looked at me and said something but I couldn't hear over the engine starting... I let go of the key gasping for air and I just sat there in shock. I reached for the key again, I turn the key slowly and I hear a lot of noise and then just as if something is helping me the car started.

Everything I seem to touch brings back fragments of a bigger story. Know how to assemble them but how do I do that. Am I still a mistake the world forgotten, should I still be here. The questions are coming back again...

I look around in the car and I can't seem to find any air conditioning. But when I look in the back seat I saw what seemed like white rocks but when I picked one up I saw faces not physically but kinda like they were floating away from me kinda like ghosts and it scared me. When I realized what these rocks were I was thought to myself "where did everyone go".

What had I accomplished today, finding a dead human in the back seat of a car that I have been sitting in for several days. I saw a man driving a old car. Perhaps this is the man who was in that car, maybe he is the one talking to me. Do I know him from somewhere? The questions just keep coming...

Today I realized that I just might be the last person alive, but why does it have to be me... What's so good about me to deserve to die alone... I thought to myself, maybe Jackson is no more? I started laughing then yelled "I'm finally​ gone, Jackson is no more then a memory, that means I can do whatever I want because I'm a new person, a new story is my redemption, a new person I must become to save myself I need to let go of myself, submit to this world and yes it will continue to go around and as I the last man I here by clam this world as mine I will do whatever the hell I want until more questions are answered and if the world doesn't like what I have become it can go to hell"

Deep down I I still kept the old Jackson alive for know. I punch the car into drive and take off and I was laughing and yelling "tomorrow here I come, today has made me change, today I'm a new person, today I'm a God"