Part IAging and change. Everything is red. I don’t know where I am or why I am there, I don’t have enough time to think about my reality, in this moment and in this red landscape I see a face, it is completely new to me but looks somewhat familiar to me.
Everything is red. It’s a young face, 25 years I would say and it is static. It’s like a roman warrior or something similar, white skin and no hair. Everything is red but it begins to obscure. While the environment obscures I keep looking at the face, it is looking at something that I can’t mention because I can’t see it. Everything is red and it is obscuring. I start seeing changes in that mysterious, quickly it starts changing and then it becomes another face. This one has dark skin, it’s older and has a sadness expression that I’ll never forget. I don’t have time think about what’s going on and I don’t have any control on it, the new face keeps looking something, I wish to know what it is. Suddenly I notice something, the new face is not someone else’s, it’s the same, I don’t know how do I know this, but something makes me thing I’m right. Then it vanishes in the dark. Everything becomes black.Part IIThe premonition. Now everything is black and white, on an interminable gray scale. In a dark subway station, that’s where I am. It is deteriorated and old and it looks familiar to me. It is very dark but I can see everything perfectly clear. Then I realize I have dozens of people in front of me, some dressed in black others in white. They are enjoying some kind of eternal dance. They look formal and old, like from other time, out of place and out of moment. Everything is black and white. The eternal dance I’m watching goes on but I got the sensation it is not as eternal as I thought it was. I don’t know if it is a betrayal or a mistake but something happens and it isn’t good. Again, I don’t have time to reflection about the events surrounding me. Everything is black and white. Then I feel the sun’s heat on my skin, I dislike that sensation but I guess it is better for me than for the rest of the people in this station. Everyone begins to disintegrate, decompose and die. Everything is black and white. I don’t know what’s going on, I don’t have time to think about it and when I’m about to do it I see a dark lady falling down in front of me, I see her face and it is more deteriorated than the station itself. The putrefaction in her face is very advanced, I can’t believe she was dancing some minutes ago and now she is lying in front of me. She’s dead. I have the feeling she was trying to say something but her throat was too corroded to do it. Everything keeps being black and white. I’m the only one alive in the station, for the first time I have time to think about what’s going on, I don’t understand what happened, I can’t understand how the sun killed them but I guess there’s no point thinking about that now. Everything becomes black.Part IIIThe reflection. Everything is red again. I’m outside a dark gothic house, it is old and scary. There are no changes in the house, no movements, nothing but I keep looking at it and thinking. What am I doing here? Why am I here? What am I looking for? What am I waiting for? What am I watching? What’s my motivation? Why even if I wanted to go I can’t? Lots of questions come to me, no answers. Everything is red. The questions come to me like flashes from the past. Why I am this way? What will happen when this ends? Why everything is the way it is? Desperation reigns over me, fear and anxiety dominate me and answers avoid me. Everything is red. I know the answers won’t come and I don’t care. Everything is red.Part IVDelirium and death. Lots of images in front of me, some in red others in black and white, I don’t know what do they mean. I see a paper with numbers I’d never seen before. I enter a room that looks very familiar to me, then I realize I’m in an airport. Too many things in front of me, I forget most of them seconds after I see them. Lots of images and flashes in front of me. Churches, graves and airplanes. Darkness, fear, anxiety and other emotions, I see them all. I see emotions, I see fear, I see pain, I see depression, I see death. I see everything The images stop passing in front of me, slowly. Fire and power in front of me. My life and my death in my eyes. Everything is red, black and white. Everything calms down, everything paralyzes and everything ends. Everything becomes black, this time forever.