Chapter 3: Vision
I am standing in a roof, on one of the world’s tallest buildings, and it’s so quiet when you are this high up. Man I feel odd, like my whole body is going numb. But this isn’t a déjà vu, when you are this high up, it’s normal for a body to go numb, because of the dread and the wind.
One hundred and forty five floors up, I look over the edge of the roof and the street below is spotted with carpet of people, some standing and looking up and some busy with their own problems of life, least likely to care about what’s happening around them. The logo on the roof flickered for a second, changing its color from blue to green. Standing on the roof edge and having a glimpse of the whole city. Am I a paranoid?
I don’t have a vertigo, but after the second I heard a sound of a distant plane passing by, I leaped, closing my eyes, thinking Is this the end? Is this why I’ve born in this world for?
As I opened my eyes again, I can see black feathers floating in the air along with me. I can see a dark figure approaching towards me with a great velocity to give me a hand. I haven’t seen this face before, but might come across in the future. The dark figure came closer and closer and at last I can see what it is.
A one winged flying girl!!!
She had a Short but braided hair, and few will fall over the face if she stood still, and she had a black closure over her. I seemingly don’t know why she has only one wing and I never would have imagined that she could fly like this with one wing. After a second I can see both of us falling towards the ground with our heads even. I can see her eyes, it’s so beautiful in the light, and she had a soft smile. She had few droplets of water over her face, she might have got that when she crossed the walls to the real world.
She raised her hands towards me, as if she is going to hug me in the mid air .I am not pretty sure whether that is to make me hit my head in the ground so that I won’t have any painful death or is she willing to protect me. As I am drawing out my own conclusions over her. She hugged me and whispered.
“ If you don’t fall all the way, you can’t be saved”. The moment she gave me the hug I felt very warm and at a snail's pace I started to regain my senses.
I am still twenty four , I haven’t even enjoyed a quarter, I don’t have a vertigo!
What happened up there in the roof? Did someone pushed me down?
Or is it like the black angel said, that I will have the answer down when I hit the bottom?
I don’t understand any of it, and then I suddenly die?. This shouldn’t be happening to me. Is she an angel or a devil ?. And I started to ask a lot of questions to myself. And finally I panicked. I desperately want someone to help me. As I started to scream I realized that, after a second I will be no more.
I can see white light showering upon my eyes.
I opened my eyes, and I am in some other place. I was totally blank for a few seconds, after which I recalled everything.
I fell from a tall building.
I saw a weird girl.
I screamed for help.
I might have hit the ground, my blood would have painted the roads red in color, my brain might have looked like a scrambled egg, I would have broken all my 206 bones, there would have been at least hundreds of people surrounding my corpse, all those people who didn’t notice me, might have finally had a peep of me.
I would have ended up here finally.
I died!
This is when I’d cry because right now, your life comes to nothing, not even nothing, oblivion. It’s easy to cry when you realize that you are dead and you can no longer be with your loved ones.
I am in a white big room, which seems to have no end. I see white clothes over me. I think my soul might have had some problems after that fall. So, god might have decided to send me to an infirmary.
I sat on the bed and started to think about the reasons for making me to take such a decision. Hours passed by and I can’t see any other souls coming into this room.
I looked around again, and this time I can see a door.
The door might be the pass to the other side of this white hollow freaking space.
I came near the door and waited for a second to check whether I can hear anything. But, it all sounded like a graveyard. When I opened the door , I was surprised to see a lot of faces outside the door, and somehow it looked familiar to me.
I heard a soft voice with lot of anxiety and spirit “ He woke up!”
As I turned back.
Time ran backwards
The four-picture reverse time-lapse series. First picture, me, Ryan, Shane and Kathleen chasing an ambulance. Second picture, Mr. Grant ‘s corpse. Third picture, a AK-47 gunner fired me. The last shot, Kathleen running towards me.
And everything stood still for a second, the time-lapse effect ended and enlightened me with the truth.
I finally realize that I had a dream. I smiled, for which I am sure many of them might have acknowledged for something else, my brain is no longer a scrambled egg. And the predicament I had about the dark figure is resolved. And I also know that, She is the only one who know the reason for my big smile.
I recognized each one of them standing in the corridor. Shane, Kathleen, Ryan, Lieutenant Robert Becks and Lieutenant Yang fan.
Robert and Yang were the captains of the U-squad and L-squad. I was designated as the captain of B-squad, the second strongest squad, which operated only on important missions and assaults. It’s usual for other captains to come and see me, when I am in this state .
Ryan brought a lot of letters, addressed to me.
All the letters had these kind of lines, I’m remembered , I am their hero, I’ll get better.
But the anxiety and nervousness people had when they were on the mission is not there in the faces I saw. Maybe it’s because of my condition.
I seemed to miss something from the beginning.
I saw my face in the mirror and there is a substantial change. Maybe the doctors might have did some kind of face augmentation to me.
I saw a considerable change in everyone of their physique, is it my eyes seized to give the correct details or something else.
Robert and Yang had a small conversation with me.
And the conversation went like, How I feel now? We are glad to have you back, that sort of thing. And they soon bid adieu.
Ryan took off, to get some clothes for me.
I’m with Kathleen and Shane in room number 506 at Winston Hospital . With all old people and ill patients shut up in their little rooms, here, my desperation seems sort of expected.
Something is haunting my mind from the start, and I seemed to miss a lot of things.
This is when Kathleen and Shane started to narrate the after math of the Church Incident.
