Part One - Seth

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I, in the old, abandoned state I'm currently in, am trying to find a cure. A cure for my old sickness. A cure for my loneliness. A cure for...something.

I don't know exactly what it is, it's just a light tugging in my chest that I can't get rid of.

What is it? What is it!?

My brown hair scattered on the floor from aggressively pulling it, I screamed. Loud. Louder than I've ever screamed before.

I threw the chair across the floor and silence came. My heavy breathing and curled fists became my only awareness of myself.

I turned around and slammed my hand into the bookshelf. I felt dust and wood chips on my head and looked up.

A hole was there, in the ceiling.

I, being as dumb as I am, decided to grab a ladder and climb up. I wanted to see what was up there.

Something told me to go up. That there was something...I don't know. I just felt like there was something I needed.

I peeped my head into the hole. It looked like my grandma's attic. Oh, that place creeps me out. But this wasn't creepy. It was kind of pulling my curiosity I'd hidden away for all these weary years.

I hoisted myself up, to find dust everywhere. I took a step and heard something. I looked down. Turns out I had stepped on a piece of paper. I picked it up and read it:

Things we seek and have foretold what no one saw in bold,

It is said faintly, dusty gold,

Deep in crevasses, one rupture and be read,

Find the box,

Where love be bled.

Deep in crevasses? A hole, maybe?

And, One rupture and be read, I ruptured the bookshelf, where books be read!

Oh, that probably has nothing to do with this.

I walked on, tucking the paper into my pocket.

I bumped my head a few times, and eventually found a small, dusty gold contraption. Attached to it was a note that read:

You have found dusty gold,

And faintly no, but quite just bold

Spin the circles found inside

And finally split more than hide

Split what cannot be lined

But what could make all humankind.

What makes up human kind? I mean, atoms and cells and stuff...

I can decipher this later. I think there are way more important things at hand? Er...in my hand?

I opened up the contraption. Inside, I found small circles.

Staring at the beautiful golden sparkle, I spun them. Slowly, then faster. And faster.

All the time, I felt a tingle in my spine. As I spun it, I felt part of me being ripped away. Ripped, then put back together.

Just like when you break a toy. You break it, but when you put it back together it's still fine-looking, but when you use it, it breaks all apart. That's how I feel.

As I spun the circles, I realized I was spinning as well. I had no idea where, or when. Just spinning. Just...being.

It stopped just as soon as it started, but also took forever. I was nowhere, but I was everywhere. I was two opposites on the same pulse. Same side.

I ended in a room. I had no idea where, just a room. Or was it a room? I had no idea where I was, or what I was doing.

I can't even remember what last happened.

Wait...I'm walking...I see people!

"HELLO!!!!! HELLO!!!!!" I shouted. None of them moved.

I turned around, looked side to side. No one was deaf or blind. I stepped in front of a skinny, scrawny, guy. I waved my arms but he just kept mouthing words, looking as is I was see through.

I walked over to him. Or rather, through him.

Sci-fi, not real. Not a ghost. Not see through. Just a dream, just a dream...

But it didn't seem like a dream. It was definitely real. But how?

I ran. I ran away from the guys, through another room of guys, and another one, until I got outside. Ok, well, back in the large mass of nowhereness.

Since it was obviously the better option, I stepped back into the house full of guys in the seemingly same room. This time, I went past where I started. I blindly stepped into a room, looking down, expecting nothing.

I looked up adjusting my sleeves, but right when I laid my eyes on her, time froze. Literally, it froze.

I couldn't move. I stood there. The light tugging at my heart turned into ripping. It screamed. I felt something no words could describe. It hurt.

It hurt so bad.

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