Death

Introduction

The last thing I saw before I left this world was the color blue. Blue surrounded me. It engulfed my Very being. Blue wrapped itself around my neck and choked the life out of me. It forced its way into my vision and bled my eyes dry. It wriggled under my skin and swarmed me. My hands reached out and clawed red in the blue. When I screamed it was muffled by blue. My hair was the only thing that wasn't blue. Long black curls surrounded me in the blue. My face was encircled by a black halo. If it wasn't for the black showing through the blue I would have never been found. Before one color took over my life there were many, an infinity of hues.