Good Evil and I

The Past is Pain

The faint light around me provided all vision, just like a dark night sky that meddled with complete darkness to just let your eyes completely adjust to your surroundings. My eyes were looking far into the scenery, just the plain dark grayish-black that was filled with a few sudden streaks of white light. I looked around, among this landscape of ruins and stones with a few leafless hopeless dead trees, searching for a sign of life.

As I stared into oblivion, a few streaks of vibrant colours, similar to the northern lights, beautiful streaks of purple, hues of green, red, orange, yellow, blue and other colours now accompanied those white streaks to create an artistic palette in the sky. The colours in the sky, those bright lights kept shifting and churning around slowly to form into a spiral. As all the colour started joining in, the spiral grew larger and appeared closer. Suddenly, a huge burst of white light came out from the spiral straight at me and soon I was blinded, confused by all the light.

As I regained focus and sight, I saw myself in a different place. Lab coats were walking around sophisticated looking equipment and I was dangling in mid air just above a huge tub of dark, dirty looking water. I could see various pipes connected to that tub of water, coming from different areas to join at both ends of the tub. Soon, everyone became quiet, there was just a slight whirring sound of some kind of a machine and suddenly I felt a jerk-like movement of my body as it seemed my body was being lowered down into some kind of bubbling tub of some pitch black liquid with tiny little shimmers of silver and gold bobbing around.

I couldn't move my body; there was no conscious part of my brain that was in control of my bodily actions, I could see, hear, breathe and I most definitely could feel the cold chill that kept running down my spine. There was a group of people, one or two in white coats, a few in yellow containment suits, few others in normal civilian clothing and a few guards. There was a woman, she was making eye contact as I was being lowered down and there was this smirk on her face, an all knowing smirk that she just didn't rub off her face.

And suddenly, the latch released and my body was dumped into those ugly looking waters. As soon as I fell in, I didn't know how to describe this feeling of excruciating and horrendous pain. I didn't know the words to describe the pain but every single part of my body was screaming and shaking to just run the hell away from this. My sight was blurry and red, my body didn't account for any other response apart from pain. It felt as if every millimetre of my body was pierced by poison tipped needles that surgically pierced the nerve endings at the exact spot to create the devil's delicacy of damnation.

I was pretty sure I was screaming and thrashing and turning and twitching and giving all sorts of irregular animalistic survival based reactions when in reality, my body was totally still and floating in the middle of this translucently filled tank. All of my senses were dormant and my brain was in a completely different state. And as I kept fighting against these tidal waves of this agonising affliction, I no longer felt the pain anymore.

As I opened my eyes again, amidst the fear and confusion, I saw the black surroundings, the stone ruins, those vibrant streaks and those leafless trees in this lonely dark sky. I could see the colours shine bright and all across the sky, various streaks of picturesque lights, the hues of purple, pink, violet, blue, indigo, yellow, red, green, grey, white and other colours I didn't know of or couldn't identify. As I kept looking at the sky, my mind came to ease and I lost the sense of that extreme pain.

"How was it?", asked a whisper, low yet clear in a soothing yet gripping voice.

Instinctively, I looked around me, nothing apart from the same tiring landscape and the boring barren lands and broken rocks laying around dead trees. Nothing was different on the land. The sky on the other hand, was filled with vivid patterns and streaks, composites made of absurd colour palettes and awkwardly painted caricatures.