Erased - Analogical

[Chapter Twenty-Four]

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Huh..?

I'm not...supposed to be here

I'm surrounded in it

The darkness that I fear so deeply

The enemy that brought me so much pain

She had me trapped like a mouse

But she welcomes me in her arms

Like a warm embrace as she simply ripped me apart

Was I crying..?

I couldn't tell

But why?

What didn't I know?

And why was I so comforted in pain?

All the confusion had me distracted from them..

The figures

Well, they were more of a blur

Five of them stood infront of me

Or was it above me...?

I couldn't tell if I was on the floor or not at this point

Everything seemed so fake

Like a fever dream you could only remember

You couldn't experience it first hand

And all you had was fragmented memories from it

The blurs looked so familiar

The only thing helping me distinguish them from one another was their colours

They stood in a line above me

Red...Yellow...Blue...Green...Navy...

They seemed like they were watching me somehow

They didn't even have eyes

But their gaze was ever intimidating

But then they started to shift

The red ones colour slowly begun to fade into the void around us

And as it left, the darkness loosened her grip on me