Catch ThirtyThree

Chapter Eleven (Personae Non Gratae)

“A lie to maintain equilibrium, to hold me in this dead realm

                  This last ever dream

                  I’m the thought that never crossed my mind

                  Disguised in the evident

                  Forever unredeemed”

 

I emerged, flung from my room, where the filthy hands were hours ago, and I landed hard. I was not dirty. I was clean, dressed formally, and my brain was clean, and I was so happy. Those formulae from the chasm, they were exactly what I needed! It never once crossed my mind, but now I knew what I needed to in order to become whole again. I would publish my notebook, complete with the secrets to life, humanity, the universe, time, space, and everything in between, and I would become rich, famous, and my family would accept me once more, and I would prove I was no failure.

I scrambled to my feet and ran to the kitchen, grabbing my notebook, and writing down everything I had learned on my journey. At first I had thought it was a punishment, but now it made sense, everything made sense! I was destined to become humanity’s hero.

She will be so proud. They will be so proud of me.

I ran out the door, going outside by choice for the first time in decades.

I’m coming home, my love.