Sense8: The 121 Cluster

Rebirth

(I WANNA TRY TRANSLATING A FEW WORDS EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE SO THEY'RE NOT ALWAYS SPEAKING ENGLISH, I WOULDN'T MIND TRANSLATING EVERYTHING EXCEPT THIS IS A BOOK I'M NOT GONNA WRITE EVERYTHING TWICE lol)

Waleed

Log Date 10 09 24

I stared out the window on a rainy day. The splashes were inconsistently hitting the glass of the window and sliding down until it reached the wooden edge of my studio. I let out a sigh of relief, smiled to the rain as if it were a person and then walked over to the fridge (because who doesn't get hungry every fifteen minutes?) I open the fridge, just as I was about to look inside, the place around me changed abruptly. One minute I'm deep in my fridge looking for something to feast on and the next minute I'm in this busy subway station filled with people walking up and down the stairs or entering and exiting the trains.

Something urged me to look at a particular group of people, a man on the ground who seemed to have just done something hectic and could barely breathe. He seemed to be in his late 30s. His hair was brown and gently combed to the right, curving like an arch. His eyes a dark shade of blue and his nose a bit curved like a hook. As for his lips, they were thin and his smile made it seem long and skinny. He was wearing a grey cardigan with a white shirt, black jeans and black combat boots. Some of the people in the subway came to aid him, but a woman who was already standing with him assured people that everything was okay. A dark skinned lady, younger than the man, her hair was curly, black with strands of white and barely reaching her shoulders. She was wearing a black and white pantsuit, an odd outfit considering the surroundings, but she must've just come back from work.

"They've been reborn." The man said as he looked at me with that smile, but he wasn't just looking at me. I noticed five other people the same way I felt my eyes knowingly look at the man, there were three women and two other men. We all looked at each other, confused. I didn't have time to get a good look because just as I noticed where the subway was based on the writings on the wall, Greece, I found myself back in my studio rummaging through the fridge like I had never left. I was confused but I let the thought pass, and something told me it wasn't the last time I'd be seeing them.

Log Date 11 09 24

The bright light of the sun gleamed through the glass façade. I wasn't bothered to get up despite the alarms constant ringing. After half an hour I got up, knowing what I put myself through every day before work. I quickly changed my clothes, washed my face and hair and made a cup of coffee to go. I checked the time on my phone and panicked when I saw that it was 0742. "Shit, I'm going to be late for the bus again!" I grabbed my rolled up projects and ran out of my studio, hurrying down the stairs instead of the elevator to get to the bus stop faster. As soon as I was outside I started running, I checked the time again and it was 0744. I hurried and almost made it to the bus stop just before the bus arrived but my foot hit a crack in the pavement. I stumbled and almost hit my head on the floor but someone held me and grabbed my coffee before it spilled and my projects before they rolled onto the street.

I took a deep breath and looked up at the person who saved me from another public humiliation. "You!" We both said in unison. I looked around, the scenery was shifting between my location and hers. I finally got a good look at one of the people from last night and I was not about to let her go without a conversation. I gestured for her to follow as I ran into the bus and took a seat.

"Who are you and what the hell happened last night?" She asked.

"It's Waleed." I said. A man sitting next to me looked up and said, "And I care because?" I looked at him shocked but saved myself some more embarrassment by pointing at my phone. She laughed and said, "I'm Nina. I found this out the hard way, but you're the only one that can see me, but..." I find myself in another place, a gallery. "if I were to talk here, no one can see you."