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Saturday Nov 24, 2007

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A couple nights back, a weird yet scary dream. I'm comatose in an intensive care ward of a hospital. A bad car wreck, multiple injuries, and a huge gaping gash on my head. The doctor keeping an eye on me is Annisa. No one is around me but machines, IV lines, and tubes. For starters, I'm unaware of what's happening, I'm just going through the medicated dream. It's apparently 3 weeks after the accident, and I'm still not up. I'm not even brain-dead yet.

The doctor has a look of great concern in her eyes, almost as if she's coming to tears. Me, I'm unaware, probably the specter side of me is seeing this. A couple girls walk in. They ask Dr. Annisa how I'm doing. These two, Prussia, and Josephine are by my bedside, and two cops are outside keeping guard. Apparently, I was extremely disheartened over something and decided to run my car off a high cliff about 1000 ft down. Amazing I survived. Apparent car-suicide. I was technically dead for about 2 minutes.

Here's the bad part. According to the rules, suicides have only one place to go. Down way bottom. Apparently Hell didn't want me there just as much as heaven. So the original two superpowers come to a conclusion. I walk the earth alone, immune to age, immune to sickness. Technically dead. Stripped of my memories, emotions, any aspects of my former mortal self. I'm completely immortal, and my only job is doing the dirty work of Heaven and Hell. Be the judge kind of. Something I'm going to grow to hate.

Back the story : Prussia is holding my hand tightly, hoping I wake up. Josephine is arranging some flowers in the room, give it kind of a serene ambiance. Then, Annisa comes in to check on me, she takes my left hand, which have the IV needle inserted to check for a pulse. She hangs her head down sadly, Prussia and Josephine know what's coming. She's about to declare me brain-dead, until this symbol appears on my hand:

Transumation Circle - Alchemy

A weird aura is around me, my specter self is gone, apparently the agreement had been made by the two superpowers - Heaven and Hell. I walk alone, emotionless, without any memories whatsoever, not even an identity. The IV medication breaks, windows shatter, the heart monitors short out and explode, the doctor and my two lady-friends huddle close frightened out of their minds, I wake up, tattoos based off of that symbol appear all over my body, my eyes glow red with bloodlust, I show vampire fangs. I immediately look at the three ladies, and erase their minds of the previous events, wiping out their memories, the memories they shared with me when I was mortal. And I disappeared.

I was no longer human, I was no longer alive or dead. I'm just...immortal. Cold and ruthless, my only purpose. Do heaven and hell's dirty work of judging souls and sending them to their appropriate places. Something out of a comic book. surreal
VIEW 6 of 6 COMMENTS
tez:
It got a little crazy.. but man sledge hammers are fun biggrin
Nov 24, 2007
hezza:
wow! que sueo pegaste amigo eh!
Nov 24, 2007

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