The Darkest Day
I awoke that day in late autumn just as I had every other day before it. I lingered in bed, eyes closed, mentally writing my to do list…
…need to restock the fishing poles over in Lake Retreat and I should really send an email to that customer who hasn’t picked up their order yet…. oh, and don’t forget to do another factory run of synthetic cloth today…
If only I could have stayed in that place.
There was no warning, no preparation for the horror that would greet me upon opening my eyes. I can only describe it as a shift in the universe that rippled through the very fabric of life, changing everything everywhere. Changing everyone.
I was betrayed by my own body. I struggled to move. I gasped for breath.
I was betrayed in my mind. As if someone came and cut it out of my brain, hard-earned knowledge was gone. Forever gone.
Instantly I became a stranger to myself.
Unrecognizable.
Burning in anger, crushed by sorrow, I was overwhelmed by a need to escape this nightmare… this demented reality…
And so I made a choice. I closed my eyes and fell back. Fallen away from consciousness.
(( Yes, I left when the NGE hit. Almost 2 full years would go by before I came back to what was left of the game I loved. ))
Nice. I have been re-energized by the Emu and I am playing the game with a new admiration. Great stories! I am trying to keep mine up as well. =)
Thanks. Been playing Emu too! Look me up!