martes, 17 de febrero de 2015

THE FLOOD


"(...) He realized, too late, that something was sifting through his mind, like a grave robber looting a tomb. He had never felt so powerless, so afraid...
His fear vanished into a flood of emotion as he felt the warmth of the first woman he´d ever kissed...
He tried to scream as the memory was ripped from him and discarded.

KEYES, JACOB. CAPTAIN. SERVICE NUMBER 019928-19912-JK.



As each of the fragments of his past played out and was sucked into the void, he could feel the invader enveloping him like an ocean of evil. But, like the pieces of flotsam that remain after a ship has gone down, random pieces of himself remained, a sort of makeshift raft to which he could momentarily cling.

The image of a smiling woman, a football ball spiraling through the air, a crowded street, a man with half his face blown away, tickets to a show he couldn´t  remember, the gentle sound of wind chimes, a beautiful sunset and the smell of coffee and newly baked bread in the morning.
But the sea was too rough, waves crashed down on the raft, and broke it apart.
Swells lifted Keyes up, others pushed him down, and the final darkness beckoned. But then, just as the ocean was about to consume him, Keyes became aware of the one thing which whatever had raped his mind couldn´t consume: KEYES, JACOB. CAPTAIN. SERVICE NUMBER 019928-19912-JK.

He reached for it like a drowning man, clutched the lifeline with all his might, and refused to let go. For here, deep within his watery grave, was a thread  that led back to what he had been.

KEYES, JACOB. CAPTAIN. SERVICE NUMBER 019928-19912-JK.
KEYES, JACOB. CAPTAIN. SERVICE NUMBER 019928-19912-JK.
KEYES, JACOB. CAPTAIN. SERVICE NUMBER 019928-19912-JK.
KEYES, JACOB. CAPTAIN. SERVICE NUMBER 019928-19912-JK.
KEYES...