The Mountain

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I find the car parked right where Henry said it would be. My hair and skin is drenched in the rain. The park is empty, but that's understandable. The swings sway in the strong winds of the storm. I jam the keys into the door and turn. The door slides open and I step inside. As the door closes the rain becomes muffled. I am left inside of this car with no one but myself. I slowly enclose my hand around the wheel and bite my lip. My heart begins to race, and my breaths become very quick. I want to jump for joy, dance with excitement. But I seem to be frozen by everything. Thousand of thoughts racing through my conscious at once. Here it is, here is the moment. I am erased from history, I am nothing to anyone. And this is what I've wanted. For so long this is what I've been yearning for. I will have no agenda, I will just drink in the immense beauty of the world. I take my hands off of the wheel and sit back in my chair. For a few moments I shut my eyes and listen to the pitter patter of the rain dancing against my cars roof. I feel as if I'm floating through nothing. I almost don't want to move, I want to drink in this moment. I will most likely never feel the way I do right now ever again.

"Yes..." I murmur out, my excitement growing. "Yes!" I shout, punching up into the roof and laughing hysterically. I have never felt so alive. I plunge the keys into the ignition excitedly and turn them to start the car. The car sputters to life and I put it into reverse. Pulling out of the parking space, I turn the windshield wipers on, and proceed out of the lot. I go the opposite way the city is in. If I had the material for it, I would have burned it down as well. But that is no matter. For all I care they can be consumed by this 'Silence' that they are so afraid of. I do not care that I have a father, or mother. I only care about feeling the freedom of the plains. I speed down the road, trying to go as fast as the car can take me. I can barely control the vehicle but I don't care, I just want out of here as fast as possible. The road is slick, and the suburban wasteland shoots by at the speed of sound. There is nothing for me in this place. The only way that I can feel whole is to feel the sun on my face, and the oxygen in my lungs. I let out a whoop of excitement and honk at the horn. Soon the houses dissipate and all there is is the occasional farm house. Fields of crops pass me, but I want to surpass all of them. I wonder if some parts of the city have flooded, the rain is pretty bad. I look up at the murky clouds, spilling water all over the ground and into the rivers of the world. I bite my lip, I can barely see.

Something buzzes, and I look around myself quizzically. Where could that be coming from? The buzz emanates from somewhere in the car and I furrow my brow. I feel around the seats, and the dashboard, but to no avail. Finally, I open the glove compartment and out comes a small phone like device. I stare at it, puzzled. Picking it up, I press a small green button and hold it up to my ear. Silence on the other end, just the crackle of static. I don't even want to say anything. What is this? It must be Henry's doing. How dare he, is he listening to me? What is even going on? I don't want to believe it, I thought Henry was a very nice person. I'm glad I didn't trust him too much. I'm about to throw the device to the ground when something happens.

"Return" It says on the other line. It's not Henry's voice. It doesn't sound like any recognizable voice that I've ever heard. But is it really suggesting that I turn this car around and go back home, after I've done so much?

"Never" I grumble. I'm done with such things. I don't want any part in this.

"Now" The voice says. "They are doomed anyway" It continues. "Create a new world, free from any human threat" I almost stop the car. What does that mean?

"You want me..." I stammer out. "To... kill them all?"

"Eliminate" It says on the other end. I think about this for a minute. These thoughts that this machine is planting into my head, they make me uncomfortable. I don't know if I really want to do something like that.

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