History Has Its Eyes On You ~ A Hamilton Fanfiction (Book 1, Act 2)

Emptiness

The last thing I could remember was the strike of the horses.

I remembered how they trampled over my body.

Made me lifeless.

I remembered the pain as their hooves pummelled my head to the ground.

And then it turned dark.

Had I really risked my life to save that child?

No, it was more than a risk.

I was dead.

Yet...

I remained conscious.

But...

In a different world.

Upon opening my eyes, I was blinded by a surge of white light. It was similar to the light within that reoccurring dream that had haunted me for so many years. Emptiness. I shunned away, shielding my hand over my squinting eyes. And suddenly, almost as swift as my death, the pain was gone. It was just then that I had realised that I was floating on air; nothing could stop me from the fall. I searched frantically for anything to take hold of, but of course, there was nothing.

Just emptiness.

"Hello?!!" I called out. Not even my echo would respond. It was atmospheric silence that lurked all around me. The only sound I could focus on was the sound of my panicked breathing. Tears rapidly met my eyes, sliding from my cheek into the abyss below. I dared not to move, afraid that I would fall with them. Had I really left Emily all alone? She... She would have to return to New York without me. How would Alexander and Eliza react to our return... with one less person?

I could not refrain from screaming out my sorrows. I sunk down into my chest, scraping my fingertips through my hair with such aggression that I thought it would come out. I hoped it would come out. I did not care for my death, but their downfall was far from what they deserved. What if I was here for an eternity, with no escape? I would inevitably drive myself insane.

Alas, long behold an even brighter light than this. It did not fill the entire arena but presented itself as a spherical shape before me. From the impact, I shifted to my knees, jolted slightly, but did not fall. This force was willing to keep me up. Who knew what was beneath me, anyway? Perhaps the void was endless, expanding further and further at an ever constant rate.

That was not what startled me, however.

What startled me was when a voice began to speak.

"Wms fytc npmtcl cddgagclr, egpj."

It was a female voice that thundered from the ball of light. Her speech sent vibrations about my body, announcing her authority down to me.

"What?" I sniffled.
"Qfmu kc wmsp dyac."

I was under an immense amount of pressure. If I did not do as she asked, I was afraid that I would, indeed, fall. Therefore, I rose up to her obligation. I could not see her face (if she even had a face, for that matter) and could only squint into the light.

"Wcq... Wmsp pcdjcargml amknypcq lmlc rm rfc pcyjgrw."
"W- Who are you...?" I questioned, beginning to feel an unusual sensation within myself.
"G yk ufyr wms qcc zcdmpc wms: y bgpcar gkgryrgml md kw umpjb."
"But that doesn't... It doesn't make any sense!"
"Rm rfc cwc md y fmkm qyngcl, lmrfgle kyicq qclqc ylb rfcpcdmpc ctcpwrfgle kyicq qclqc."

I gasped for air. Not just from the incomprehensibility of her words, but from the strained agitation that I was experiencing. It felt like I was... diminishing. I was aging back in time. My frame was growing smaller and smaller by the second at such a quick pace that it was intolerable.