“...you are but a shadow of your former self, yet still a light...”
Unnerving and horrible, more so than all ill I’d ever felt, was the burden of fear when regained consciousness and opened my eyes. My head was aching still and the heat combined with absolute darkness, which rendered my sightless, felt unbelievably smothering - I could only hardly breathe. I gasped for air instantly but to no avail, there was not much left. I tried to move my arms yet found them obstructed by solid wood which suggested I had been enclosed in something. Where I had been placed was unclear to me and I was close to panicking.
“Hello, is there anybody?”
The first thing I could think of was that I had been placed in a coffin for my container was just of the appropriate size and even more because I feared it could be the only explanation.
“Is there anyone, please?”
As I heard no response I figured I would have to get out on my own. I tried to force the lid open with my hands and knees but achieved nothing – it wouldn’t even budge.
“Help me!”
I was screaming at the top of my lungs but even then I only hurt my own ears and completely failed to reach any others willing to respond and save me. Would only death deliver me from this? Slowly but consistently I started losing my consciousness again yet probably for the last time. There would be no more decisions to do, no mistakes to make. Was I in this situation because of a mistake? Was I being punished, did someone kill me or leave me to die? I had been buried alive and my death was imminent. I had betrayed my future wife, committed adultery – I was a cruel person. So I would disappear then and no one would know of my fate. I’d call it getting what I deserve.
To be continued...
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