The room was swirling around like the ocean, the ceiling grew with every step and my feet began to sense a familiar presence. The curtains were plucked to reveal two battered bodies covered in casts and stiches, the world stood still as my world fell apart. Grief, guilt... anger, all feasting on my trauma like a pack of starving wolves drinking the blood of a young buck and shredding the rest to reveal its bounty of meat. Nightmares torched my mind, driving me into a corner and smiling with it's sinister teeth the-
*click*
*tap, tap, tap*
"Mr Davids I presume," a tall man in his thirties dressed in black wearing a white shirt walked in at a slow pace giving the impression of a calm and professional man. Still, like water. "My name is Mr Royal, John Royal... I'm sorry to inform you of this tragic event that has happened but I'm going to need you down at the station to fill out a few forms, and tell us if you know anything about this man." The man pulled out a picture of a man in his late 50's and a stranger to my world. How? How could a man who looks as if he's on his last legs do this to them? Rage washed over me like a cold ocean wave... or a warm blanket. It comforted me yet tore me apart like a double edged sword.
-A FEW YEARS LATER-
Greif had become my only friend and my only demon, life felt meaningless like a machine that was without a purpose. The abyss was so beautiful to the eye beckoning me to its warm embrace only to repeatedly leave me stranded to this baron rock that I used to call home. The bottle was my first solution but I never could stand the bitter taste of it once that vile liquid tainted my lips. Home? What is home without the reason you had to go back there? Why do we breath? Why do we move? Why do we struggle to survive? I could have told you that if people asked me years ago but now, but now I couldn't tell you the reason I get up anymore. I'm just an empty shell and that's all I ever will be till the day it all ends.
The rope was like a warm embrace that had come to comfort me throughout my sorrow and guide me through this crawl life. Suddenly rationality flooded back and the pain started. The loss of breath, the tightness around my lungs and my muscles started to spasm from the lack of oxygen flowing through my veins. Soft darkness wrapped around me and my end was now visible, regret filled my mind. Why? Why was I doing something like this? My body became small in comparison to the vast universe.
Silence swept over me with a calm coolness. Then a sudden jolt came from the rope pulling me. Breath felt thin like paper…
*SNAP*