[Chapter Fourteen – “Awake” — Part Nine of Seventeen]
[To be continued…]
[Original writing & photography by J. E. Lattimer]
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Charlotte watched as Jack lowered the knife to his hand. What if he doesn’t bleed? She thought. What then?
Jack used the tip of the blade to make a tiny cut in the center of his palm. Blood was visible almost immediately.
“There! Are you convinced now?” He said. He closed the knife and placed it on top of the dresser next to where they were standing.
Charlotte nodded slowly. “Okay, I believe you. But that still does not explain how you returned from the dead.”
“It all happened when I was out walking on a trail today. I was traveling down an old road that was blocked off from the public when everything started to change. Reality was very thin there.” Jack said. He closed his hand into a fist in an attempt to contain the blood.
“A strange hum was coming from the ground- A rhythmic, peaceful vibration that seemed both familiar and alien at the same time. The trees and the plants started changing, morphing to form complex symmetrical patterns.”
“A deer was watching me from the forest on the side of the road. I followed it to a wooded valley where I crumpled to the ground. The melodic hum had a profound effect upon my mind- Like a deep trance or a spell.”
“Then you woke up here?” Charlotte said.
“No- Not right away. In between losing consciousness in the forest and waking up in this world I was drifting through outer space. I encountered the spectral form that I mentioned earlier. It was the beginning and the end.”