It's Time To Move On... II Nathan Sykes Fanfiction

Prologue

Inhale and exhale...
Why now has it so hard?
The whole world seems to stand still. Darkness around me, and I'm standing in the middle of the boundless wilderness alone, dazed and confused.
What has happened? Where am I?
This is one of the many questions to which I still cannnot find an answer.
Blurred memories pass through my head as elusive birds rushing for a flight, and I'm too weak to catch any of them.

Suddenly, in the depths of a dark corridor appears a light... A faint glow excruciating darkness engulfed me that every moment creeps farther.
Even though I know I shouldn't I'm heading in that direction.
I'm nearly there, pulling my hand to the light ...


And an unimaginable pain pierces my body ...This is unbearable. But no one hears my cries in the wilderness, there is no living creature... But if I think so ...Can I also am no longer alive? Is this possible?
After going through the agony it's rather a flawed theory ... but maybe the spirits also suffer ...


My thoughts interrupted by a voice ...

Slowly twisting in pain I crawl towards it. Come on, just a little bit farther and it will end your journey and no matter how it will end - says the voice in my head.
Last ounce of strength I lift and stumble, tripping over my own feet I wade further in that direction.
The voice is becoming clearer ... I'm almost at the end. I can feel it.
Nothing can stop me. I've come too far to give up now.


Then I'm overcome by the light, and my body relaxes and all suffering vanishes.
With a soft sigh I clench my fist ... oh how long it was not given to me to do that.


And that's when I hear that voice again:

- It's nice that you finally deigned to give us a sign of life, doctors have had no hope that you will wake up.

Doctors? Waking up? What the hell happened? Why I do not remember anything? ...

Someone gently touched my arm and walked out of the room in which I was in.
In quick motion, I tried to touch my left hand sidewhich has resulted in a twinge of pain.
Beneath my eyelids became wet from tears gathering there ...
How it all damn hurts!
I wanted to shout out loud that someone did something to it no longer hurt me ... that I'd no longer feel.
It was all so overwhelming, my body was sluggish, as if lying under a pile of rubble, and I had no idea what the cause was.
And you know what is the worst?
The worst part is that I was afraid.
I lay there like a whipped puppy, who is waiting for his mom live for salvation.
I wasn't even able to raise the eyelid ...
I just didn't have enough courage to do that...