Emperor's New Clothes

Chapter 37: Singularity

'I'm drowning...'

Looking at the blurred sun while being embraced by the numbing cold water, Ace thought.

Strangely, he didn't feel anything. There isn't a suffocating feeling of his lungs being filled with the water. In fact, he just feel numb all over.

He couldn't move his limb and to be honest, he doesn't even have any intention to.

He's just... There.

Quietly and silently letting himself drift in the calm waters...

As if just watching everything happens as how they should...

.

The sun shine so bright and his lids feel heavy.

'I want to sleep...'

Without further ado, Ace slowly started closing his eyes.

Huh?

Who?

How was it that suddenly there was another me looking down from the surface?...

.

...I look at my reflection in the water.

I don't know why i did but i slowly scoop a handful of water and watch it drip from my hands distorting my reflection.

It distorted so much i can see the image close it's eyes.

*drip... drip... drip...*

I stared for a long time for who knows the reason why.

'why am i doing this again?'

I was slightly startled. I can't find any reason why.

Still confused, I stood up looking all around me.

It seems I'm in a... small room?

So small I instantly thought I'd feel claustrophobic If I can feel anything now.

The glass windows are pasted with old newspaper blocking everything. The only light illuminating the room is the redish hue from who-knows-where.

He's standing barefoot above the water. And he's quite sure it was deep even if he doesn't know why he feels so.

Ace roamed his sight looking at the dried branches and contrasting fresh flowers casually strewn all over the place until it eventually locked on to the out of place television hanging on the wall.

Really weird...

The static channel shown on the monitor gives him a feeling of unfamiliar familiarity.

As if he can recall a distant memory but that memory being confused with reality or a dream.

In the first place, he doesn't even know what it is he remembers...

His eyes still locked on the static channel, Ace suddenly clutch his chest.

The more I look, the feeling of losing something intensifies. As if something inside his soul is being pulled away little by little.

He get the feeling that he's loosing something really important but he can't do anything.

His hand clutch his chest tighter as he felt his body heat up. He could even see steam coming out of him.

As if the thing taken from him is slowly being evaporated as steam.

What is it really?

Why does it make me stop it from being taken but also feel relieved that they are being stolen?

Looking down at my reflection in the water as if i can see the answer there, i was able to see my 'reflection'.

The man submerged in the water look back at me but his eyes differs from my clearly blank ones.

He looks at me with cold eyes.

Eventually, the 'man' opened his mouth before he closed his eyes again and eventually faded.

I was still staring blankly trying to contemplate what he said.

The sun looks so bright?

What is he talking about?

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A/n: I'm so fucking hungry my hands shake and i can't write waht i have to write but my colleagues doesn't want to eat, what should i fucking do?!

If i never update again, it means I died of hunger. Pls report this to the police. Thanks