13 hr. ago
I think I'm losing my head
I was driving home after a long day at work.
I blinked, and the next thing I knew, I was at home having dinner with my wife and 2 daughters.
"What's wrong honey" she asked me.
"I don't know. I just feel like I've forgotten something" I replied, confused.
Forgot something? It was much worse than that, I had no memory of going home.
I reassured her and spent the rest of the evening as normal, re-watching one of my favorite movies.
Eventually, I dozed off.
I dreamt strange things.
I saw myself, having a picnic with my parents. Except they weren't smiling and happy like I remembered them.
Instead, they were sitting on the picnic blanket, staring into space, their faces closed and expressionless.
No matter how much I shouted at them in my daze, I couldn't see any life left in them; it was as if they were there, without being there. Detached.
I woke up in my bed, alone.
I looked all over the house, but not only was my wife gone, so were my children.
My cell phone line was dead, no service.
I went outside to get my car and drive to work, thinking I'd try to call my wife a little later.
There was no one on the road but me.
It was as if the whole Earth had emptied out.
I'd dismissed my detachment last night, but I was seriously beginning to wonder if I was losing my mind.
I was lost.
I decided to go to my work to see if anyone was still in town, if a national evacuation drill was underway and could explain everything.
Once there, I rushed back into the building, hoping to find someone who could explain what was going on.
And when I opened the door, I was relieved to see that all my colleagues were there.
At last, I could find out what was going on.
I walked over to a colleague who over the years had become my best friend.
"Hey, what's going on? My family's disappeared and there's nobody left in town," I asked him.
He didn't answer.
I stepped forward to face him, and discovered to my horror that his face and expression were detached exactly the same as my parents' in my dream.
It couldn't be, was I trapped in a nightmare?
I tried to talk to everyone, but they were all in the same state.
My head hurt, my eyes hurt.
I saw lights, and sounds filled my ears even though there was nothing here.
My vision began to narrow.
Sounds began to blend together.
And finally, words I didn't have time to understand came to me for the last time.
"The driver is dead, his head was torn off by the impact."
‘Seeing Red (The First Day of School)’ by Zenryhao
Everyone loves the first day of school, right? New year, new classes, new friends.
I like the first day of school for a different reason, though. You see, I have a sort of power.
When I look at people, I can…sense a sort of aura around them. A colour outline based on
how long that person has to live. Most everyone I meet around my age is surrounded by a
solid green hue, which means they have plenty of time left. A fair amount of them have a yellow
orange tinge to their auras, which tends to mean a disease or fire; some tragedy. Anything that
takes people “before their time” as they say. The real fun is when the auras venture into the red
end of the spectrum, though. Every now and again I’ll see someone who’s basically a stoplight.
Those are the ones who get in a car crash, or even a victim of crime. It’s such a rush to see them
and know their time is numbered. With that in mind, I always get to class very early so I can scout
out my classmates’ fates. The first kid who came in was basically radiating red. I tsk tsk tsk. Huh.
But as people kept walking in, they all had the same intense red glow. I finally caught a glimpse of
my own fading reflection in the window, but I was too stunned to move. Our professor stepped in
and locked the door, his aura a sickening shade of green...