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I was sitting in the blurry wheat field that I have come to know over the months. Staring at the sky watching clouds move, and the soft playing of Mellohi in the background. Giving the peace that I haven't been able to achieve in the years before I died.
But that was taken away from my site; as a murky blooming cloud swarmed my vision. A hand grabbed my shoulder pulling me further into the darkness.
I tried to fight back the force, but nothing was unhinging the hand from the shoulder. But that didn’t last for long as a bright pink light consumed us both, throwing us into a white abyss.
Leaving staring in shock at the white floor, until a rose red flew by my peripheral vision, and I whipped my head around to a young woman, who was wearing a red cape.
We stare at each other for a moment before she tilts her head curiously as her pink hair follows her movement.
“Who are you..?”
I asked nervously, swallowing the lump in my throat.
She only smiled as she held out one of her hands, which had spoches of pink and purple on them, waiting for me to take it. I stared at her hand for a moment, before hesitantly taking it. Which was a mistake, because I was unexpectedly yanked up from the floor, and I immediately fell on my face.
“You motherfucker, that hurt!!”
I yelled, rubbing my nose, looking up at her, and watched her laugh at my misfortune.
By the time I got up completely, she had finished laughing at me and motioned me to follow her. And we walk through the white room until a giant brown door enters our view.
“Huh?”
I said confusedly as we walked closer to the door.
The lady just stayed silent as we reached the door, I could guess, 10 or so feet, and it was absolutely beautiful. There were swirls carved into the corners, and then twisted indicated flowers. (That strangely looked like daffodils). And with another lady in the middle of it that had horns that reminded me of Schlatt.
I really don’t know how long I was admiring the door until the lady tapped me on the shoulder. I gave her a look before she pointed at the door.
“You want me to open it?”
I asked as she nodded her head.
I hesitated for a moment before reaching the door knob, but a soft-spoken voice rang through the white room.
“You know you're an anomaly right? You're not even supposed to exist in this timeline or any other timeline, but you somehow are able to wiggle your way into it. But then again history will always repeat itself, if you're there or not there….. good luck Theseus, we’ll meet again soon,”
The woman informed me.
I was about to whip around to face her but a glowing pink light filled my vision, bringing me back into the pitch black abyss before opening up my eyes to the prison cell with my killer smiling down at me.
“Good morning,Tommy.”