Arynthe's Story

Ghost

(conclusion)

I woke up later. It didn't take me long to realize that I was, in fact, in jail. And that's where I still am. 

The first day in jail Zad tried to explain to me why they put me in there, but I didn't listen. All I said was "give me my book". I was at "Arrival at New Ashiria" by then. Zad said I didn't have access to any devices because I was classified as a dangerous criminal. I then stopped talking to him. When he left, I started scratching the words on the wall with my nails. The guards told me to stop, but I ignored them. In the end, they gave in and gave me paper and a pen, so I could write. 

At first, Zad visited me every day, but I ignored him completely. I was too angry about what happened. I felt exiled from my entire life, or what was left of it, and Zad hadn't done anything at all to stop it. I felt that it would've been better if he just let me die. Now I would die slowly and painfully, from the inside, driven insane by the transparent walls that were so close to me. They still seem to get a little closer every day. 

Zad stopped visiting me. After a few weeks he started skipping days, but days became weeks, and now I haven't seen him for a full superweek. I think he gave up on me, and I refuse to miss him. I hate what he did too much. 

I'm losing track of time. I'm writing a little if I feel like it, but usually I'm just sitting on the floor, with no thought left to think. Since I don't actually look at things it doesn't even matter if it's light or dark here. I'm pretty sure I'm losing my mind, and I haven't even been here for a year yet. 

The newest Mara came to visit me today. It was a young man, with enormous spots around his eyes and hair as green as his eyes. He had some fun trying to insult me, but I didn't listen. In fact, after a few minutes I didn't even hear him. I just sat there, staring into the void. 

LET ME OUT OF HERE. LET ME OUT OF HERE. LET ME OUT OF HERE. Some obscure part of me wants to shout it out, but I'm in control. They don't deserve to see me suffer. It has been their intention from the beginning, I'm sure of it. 

They forgot to give me food yesterday. I didn't even notice it, but I heard one of the guards say it. It's odd. It's like I don't even need food, like I'm already dead, but I forgot about that and I'm just some kind of ghost. 

I feel light, transparent, untouchable. I am a ghost. Some day I'll get up and hover out of here and go haunt the Ashirians that call themselves Mara. I'm the Mara, for all eternity. A ghost can't die again. I'm supposed to be the boss and I will be the boss, someday. But not today. I'm waiting for a good day. It'll be easy to recognize, because all the other days are the same. 

They're clearly upset because I'm not eating, but I'm a ghost and a ghost doesn't need food. The good day is coming near. I can feel it. 

I'm lifted. I'm floating. I'm floating and writing. But something's weird: I'm not sure if I'm floating on my own. Wait, I'm not floating, I'm being carried. Is that Zad? I haven't seen him for so long, but I think it's Zad. I do wonder what he's pl 

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Note: yes, the chapter is supposed to end like that.