The Day I Turned To Stone
They said it would only feel like a moment.
Close my eyes, drift off, and wake beneath another sun.
I believed them. We all did. The world was ending, and The Passage Program was our last chance to save what was left of it. Sleep through the ruin. Wake to a beginning.
I don't remember falling asleep. Just the weight of the air, the pressure in my chest, the feeling that something inside me was... slipping.
If I'm awake now, why can't I move?
If I'm alive, why does everything feel so still?
They said I'd wake to a new world.
They never said what it would cost.