Eyes Open

Chapter One - Captain

  I waited.

     I expected the recent and very detailed memory that this Anchor had to offer, the most frightening memory, the memory that could hunt me up to my dreams. I retracted all of the muscles, waiting it and focused on looking at every detail.

     I prepared myself.

     Closing my eyes mentally...

     None. Not even a single reminiscing thought was given to my awaiting sense.

     I couldn't understand. Am I properly succinct?

     Even my own attachments don’t have the ability to competence because on how tightly I was bounded to my new Anchor. But why was I not seeing anything? Why was it so deep and darkened black?

     No, do not panic. This Anchor you were evidently connected on was a unique persona. This was one of the survivors. Well, she was once. Now, she was one of us. She belonged. Well, if she was one of us, why wasn't her brain responding like on how other Anchors on different planets would do?

     I answered my own confused wonderings.

     She's just different, that's all. Different was good since you're special but at this crucial moment known was better and memories given by the Anchor overpowered them all.

     I tried to swim for ... what? Information, memory, roads, caves, a growl somewhere deep within the house, a shouting of a scared woman and the crying of a ... it wavered off. I was sure that was a memory. A well-protected very last memory her brain have encountered before losing alertness of everything.

     This was it.

     It was the very last memory, the very last thing that she wanted to do, some sort of a wish to be known by all Spirits. It was the caboose well-known puzzle that only the Candidates must decode. It was the first thing that must happen to every Spirit that could benefit everybody. The knowledge to where do the other humans was.

     The last puzzle piece... was missing.

     True, it was a disturbing fact that I couldn't get that, was I not strong enough to abduct my own Anchor? Was I weak? Or was she just strong?

     No, no matter how strong she was, I must be stronger but how could I be when I hadn't experience something like this before?

     Tell me, if you were me, the last life you had been was a butterfly and not even one difficulty was experienced then, and for your latest life, a human, you had such a puzzling circumstance to break down the memories. You were just breaking down. You're not even habituating the body yet. You were not even moving; yet you had a difficult time just looking for information.

     Using this Anchor must have been impossible ... but I was not as counted to be the easy give-uppers on our own kind.

     I was one of the strong ones. I was also one of them that had been almost everything... A bear, a flower, a bat, a spider, a fish, an eagle, a snake, even a worm! And not just once, I had been expelled from gaining such information.

     Still, were those experiences enough for being human? Could I do this?

     If yes, then why am I not seeing everything that her mind has to offer? Why was her mind blank? Is she blocking my access because she was strong enough? If no, then why did they pick me, out of the rest, to seize this human? Surely they would not hurt one of our kinds, wouldn't they? They would not risk something like me to just to terminate by living on a human body ... nor would they?