GRAY AND PINK

Prologue

I imagined how she killed me...

Not a quick way of killing but perhaps the slow, torturous one. By now, she must be celebrating with Lucifer because I vanished. She may invite her null friends to consolidate her in the celebration. They may do toasts with cigarettes topping their grayish lips.

I am dreaming of reality when a sharp-pointed object captured my very soft head and began pulling it. My brain starts to bleed, feeling the agony of this excruciating pain. If only I have developed my bones in my hands, I can resist this force that pulls my head.

Now, my head is missing.

She must be the happiest creature in the world seeing my head separated from my body. In their stupid toast, she may entertained her company by raising my head then they will burst out laughing.

I'm suffocating, suffering and surviving.

I can no longer inhale. Inside her disgusting womb, I can feel the tension of separating my stomach from my hips.

Ouch! It really hurts.

Tell me God, do I deserve this? This nonsense suffering? I can't die tonight. I never had any memories made. All I know was how she removed me from her lame body, from her worthless life. She never gave me the chance to surmount the world beneath my feet, to see the trees moving, to help serve the humanity or everything  that a human being can do.

I've been here in this place, daydreaming that I can finally mold my body, mind and soul. The next t hing happened when I open my eyes, I am floating in this very high atmosphere. There are white ashes traveling to nowhere. There was some remarkably miniature of fast moving objects and also slower ones. A feathered-body,

 warm-blooded some kind of creatures are moving through the air beneath me. I direct my eye above and all I can see is the dark, gray visible mass of smoke, a threatening thing. Still constant in my position, a small amount of liquid in a random shape keeps falling in  me and I wandered why could I not feel that thing. Suddenly, a powerful act of sound surprised me that made me go under.

I positioned my two hands in a planking way and tried to swim under. While traveling, the air distracted my sight that made me tumble over. The next thing I opened my eyes was I'm in a crowded place but no one seems to noticed my existence.

My curiosity  takes me to a place where can I observe my surroundings for a while. Some things that I touched just reflected in my body. The ground I am relaxing is very hasty, soiled and full of garbage littered by those moving creatures. I observed them, not just them, but also the things they are up to. Some masculines distracted my view by carrying a smooth figure that reflects image horizontally and …

… I saw myself

I panicked when I realized I am a shadowy apparition image of an infant.

REVENGE – that's all I can do to her.

I will be the happiest disembodied shadow in the world if I have her body. I must plan it perfectly, that when the time comes we will meet each other, I no longer have hesitations to immediately killed her back. I don't know how will I do it but I know there's a way.

I am DEAD – that's all I know about myself. I don't have any idea about my identity, I don't know my name, my classification as this kind of specie, where should I stay, how long I will be in this manner, why am I here and how could I find that whore.