The D i r e c t i o n e r s Initiative [Ziall Horlik]

Chapter 2 - I'm Finally at Peace but it feels Wrong

Darkness. 

He "looks" around to the expanse of "nothingness" around him and trying to absorb whatever his senses could gather but there was no smell, nor sound, nor feeling in his skin, nor taste in this black void. So it's easy to say that only his eyes were reliable to state the obvious that he, wherever he is, is surrounded by pure darkness.

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 Running.

I've been at it for some time now, running around this dark place. Which also means, I don't know where I started and I really don't know where to end. There is no end. In fact there is nothing here at all, no directions: left or right, north or south and even up or down! And that too! Everytime I look up or down, all I see is pitch black, and it feels like there's no soil beneath my feet and I'm like floating. So I keep running, and running.

"NIALL" 

Someone calls out, and it seems to by my name. I don't know and I don't remember at all, but the way it's said and the voice, makes my heart race but I still dont stop.

"NIALL!"  Another scream goes out and the darkness breaks, revealing light and everything almost made sense. Almost.

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[ A/N: THIS CHAP DEMANDS AN ABSURD AMOUNT OF IMAGINATION. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME ;) ]

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It wasn't clear at first who was making the constant tapping sound I continued to hear the moment I heard some name being shouted, but then I realized that I was the one making it, well it was the heels of my dress shoes hitting pavement.

WAIT - WHAT !? Pavement !?

I look around and see that was actually a pavement Im running on but I dont make much of it though as everything is set in black and white. I'm all black and white when I lift my hands under my own inspection like a drawing that never got to be finished. It was scary and quite unsettling to see myself like that but it was better than seeing only black.

"Niall"

I heard it again. A man's voice that rings through my ears, but it wasnt a shout this time, in fact, it felt like it was said with a smile. Like a loving whisper, from the very beautiful voice that it was. It made my heart skip a beat in a very crazy way. Then I feel anger well from my heart, realizing how someone could have had controlled my heart and I couldn't even put a name to him. But the thing is, the moment I heard it, there were splashes of color in my world now, crazy spluttering of red and all the shades under its domian, light, dark, bloody, muddy - you name them and it was all there, forming flower-like shapes. With this, I could see from a distance now, a huge rectangular sign that hung above, a fair distance but I notice im running towards the direction where it hung. COCA -COLA, It read. Then I notice the splash seemed to scatter, like it was lead by some invisible brush, leaving rich crimson to blossom making sense to the black and  white outlines that was formerly my world. Signs! I'm being surrounded by signs ! it wasn't much but it was still better than nothing. All this in just the whisper of a name from a mysteriously beautiful voice. But I never stopped running

"Niallll"

I heard it again, this time dragging the last letter, like it was annoyed or angry or impatient. Yes! that's it, like the person who said it, thrice and counting, was waiting for me, or for me to do something. I'm clueless but it was still the same voice. And I'm beggining to think of reasons on who he might be in my life that he had that affect in me. Maybe my father, or brother, or friend, or - or lover ? I shake the thought in my head, eyes shut in the process of doing so and when i opened them again, the sight became breathtaking. It started raining blue ! yea, like the color itself, falling from the windless sky in a straight line and hitting things as it does leaving tiny spots where it hits them. And I am not immune to this, as I observe it hitting and splashing my clothes, which would like to hypothesize is a suit, well-made actually which either tell me I am or was rich or I am a suit thief, which might also explain why I'm running. Crazy thoughts swarming in my head force me too smile and when I look around recognize the tiny blue dots mix with the splashed of red with speed. It was crazy ! like the phrase "unfolding world" in its truest sense.