Post by Steven on Jul 19, 2008 22:50:15 GMT 1
Steven sat in the train. He didn't know how he'd ended up here. The seats where covered with grey fabric which made his eyes eager to look elsewhere. The same happened when he looked around inside the wagon. It was like he was drawn to look out the window. He did.
At first he didn't see anything but a massive white fog. But after a moment of staring, he began to catch glimpses of... It took a while before he could keep the figures in focus. When he recognized the first one, he gasped with horror. An armored soldier lifted his gun at fired straight at him. The fog hid the soldier, and revealed an old lady handing a bucket of flowers across the air to him. She disappeared too.
A new image started to form, but he turned his head away. It was hard, almost like trying to move in mud. For a second he wanted to give in, and keep looking at the glimpses from his life. But a faint voice inside his head told him to stand firm. When you start seeing things of your life passing by you, you are on your way to die... And I don't want to die, he whispered to himself. I don't want to.
But still it cost him more and more powers to remain looking away from the window. His eyes skidded across the other passengers, not able to hold on to any of them.
What kind of a place is this??
At first he didn't see anything but a massive white fog. But after a moment of staring, he began to catch glimpses of... It took a while before he could keep the figures in focus. When he recognized the first one, he gasped with horror. An armored soldier lifted his gun at fired straight at him. The fog hid the soldier, and revealed an old lady handing a bucket of flowers across the air to him. She disappeared too.
A new image started to form, but he turned his head away. It was hard, almost like trying to move in mud. For a second he wanted to give in, and keep looking at the glimpses from his life. But a faint voice inside his head told him to stand firm. When you start seeing things of your life passing by you, you are on your way to die... And I don't want to die, he whispered to himself. I don't want to.
But still it cost him more and more powers to remain looking away from the window. His eyes skidded across the other passengers, not able to hold on to any of them.
What kind of a place is this??