Chapter
Six: An Intermission
If you’ve ever had an
out of body experience it might have felt something like this.
Your body lies there on the floor and you reach out to
touch it but your hand goes through.
Vaguely you think that you might be dying and that no one is coming for
you. Remembering what you were doing
before you got up and fell down you continue down to the stairs to where the
door is. Someone rang the doorbell. You can’t open the door because you’re little
more than a wraith, but you can walk through.
It’s some solicitor but you can’t get worked up about it. Who cares; you’re dying, maybe.
You continue walking, maybe looking for a light to
follow, maybe just walking to the end of the earth, maybe hoping you’ll find
help. But you’re so alone.
Except now you’re not because you see a blue light that’s
glowing in the distance and on your right.
The end of the road? No, you
don’t think so. You think it’s more than
that.
You go to the light and when you get to it you just stand
in front of it. In front of the house
it’s in, actually, because you haven’t yet reached the light. You stand there for so long not doing
anything but hoping that the light will come out. The day dies, too, and turns to night. Maybe you should go back?
But in the back of your head you know you can’t do
that. This changes everything.
Something starts to tug at your waist. Tugging up like it wants you to fly. And there’s a sound in your head now. Crying, maybe? Numbers flash in front of your eyes and you
wake up-
-and I’m in the back of an ambulance
with things hooked up to my arms and a dream fleeting past. I try to catch it and then lose consciousness
again, this time more naturally.
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