I have been in this place far longer than I can remember. My earlies memories are of this place…of this absurdly thick darkness… There is no light here ever. I have not seen the sun for far too long. In fact, I do not remember how the sun looks like. Sometimes I wonder where I actually am. It’s like I am in a gigantic prison, but it’s abandoned, so I am here alone. Too alone. I cannot see, but not because I am blind, but because I have nothing to see. And even if I would, one day, see light again, I think I would be blinded by it’s brightness, for I have grown too used to this darkness. Sometimes I wonder why I’m not dead yet. I should had been dead by now. I should be dead !
I always search these corners and these corridors for a ray of light. I hope that ray of light will be my salvation. But I never find any ray of light. I have hope, for it is all that I have left. Also, I hope I will encounter civilisation again, for I long for it as well. Now, I am walking. Walking forever, without rest or end, on cold stone and bone. But I never find anything. My search is in vain. However, I know of a place in this prison. In this place there is a gate. I have tried to open it, but could not. I hope to reach this place again and try to open the door. To open the door to salvation. To open the door IS salvation.
I walk. It is what I do. I have learned the corridors and tunnels by heart. I don’t need sight to find my way around this prison, but I feel there are still corridors and tunnels I have not yet found… I think the gate is over here. Yes, it is here. I remember it’s surface. It is of metal, I belive. Or perhaps not. Anyway, I have found it. But…I can’t open it. It is locked. I need a key. But where is the key ? I think I should search for hidden corridors and tunnels I have not yet found in my eternity here. The question is : where should I search ? This prison is gigantic. It is so large… Still, I have time. I have all the time in the world ! I have ETERNITY to find the key, and open the gate. But this is still odd. Why can’t I die ? Am I IMMORTAL ? It can’t be. But that is not my main concern right now. I MUST FIND THE KEY TO THE GATE !
I search and I search, but there is nothing to be found. There is NOTHING to be found. I am bound to this place FOREVER ! I CANNOT STAND THIS ! SALVATION IS BEHIND THE DOOR ! I MUST GO TO IT !
The door is here. I am here again. But I cannot open it. I have tried hundreds of times, and it has never opened. I lean agianst the wall and cry. I cry, but without tears. And as I lean, the door opens. THE DOOR OPENS ! But there is no light. Just another absurdly thick darkness ahead. But I enter that darkness and seek the next door. The next gate. I feel as though I have been here before, but it is a vague feeling, and I pay no heed to it. Certianly, I am familiar with darkness, and not with this place. I go. I walk. I learn these corridors by heart, and after countless months of searching, I find another gate. And it is locked as well. I cannot open it. But I have not searched ALL these corridors, so I try to find tunnels not found yet.
And there it was. I had just left the gate, and I saw something…too beautiful for me to comprehend. It was what I seeked. It was…THE BRIGHT WINDOW. I fell to the ground and closed my eyes. My eyes had not been used for decades, if not centuries. For centuries I think I lived here, in this prison. And now, I could see light. I could see…the SUN. I tried to bend the bars behind the window. I tried to free myself from this abbys. But I could not. I did not have the strenght. I could not bear not having the strenght. So I fell…and I cried. And I cried the cry without tears, for I no longer had such things. I cried for what seemed eternity. Soon, the light faded. I wanted to keep it. I wanted…to save it. But it faded. The bright window was no longer bright. And no, night had not come, for this world no longer had NIGHT. Time had come, and I wished it had come after me instead. I wished I had faded with that light. I wished for salvation.
I went to the door. To the gate. It was locked. I tried to use all my strenght to break it down. I did not care it was made of metal. I did not care. I had to get past this door, no matter the cost.
And yes, I destroyed the door. And…I AWOKE. It was all of a sudden, and I woke up in a room. Around me were bones everywhere. The room was full of light as well. IT WAS FULL OF LIGHT ! And yet, my eyes now seemed used to it. I looked around and I saw strange…seats. I had awoken in one such seat. So…that was it ? I had been in this seat all along ? And, as I exited the room, I saw rotten corpses everywhere in the building. And as I exited the building, I saw around rotten corpses and something in the air. Something…poisonous.
I fell. I started choking. And then…I remembered everything…
I had been a criminal. I had killed many people. My punishment for this was prison. A virtual prison. Inside it, I would lay forever. That explained my longivity. MY ETERNAL IMPRISONMENT. But…the others in the seats were dead. How could that possibly be ? They were dead…BECAUSE I KILLED THEM ! I KILLED THEM INSIDE THAT PRISON. I REMEMEBER NOW.
That prison was just like any ordinary prison. It was not so full of darkness as I knew it. I HAD MADE IT SO DARK WHEN I DESTROYED THE SYSTEM…FROM THE INSIDE.
You see, one day I escaped from my cell. The virtual guardians went after me, but I made it to the control room. There, I pressed the button “AUTO-DESTRUCT”. By doing this, I destroyed all that were connected to the system except ME. I alone remained inside it. Also, I destroyed the systems CONNECTED to this one.
So, I was responsible for all this. I had doomed this world. And what was my salvation ? Why was THE BRIGHT WINDOW MY SALVATION ? It was not. It was just my freedom…from the machine.
Destroying the systems connected to the prison system, I destroyed systems vital for humanity, such as : “Air Pollution Control System”, “Air Filtering System”…etc. I choked humanity to death. And now, I was dying as well.
I was dying. I destroyed humanity, so I also destroyed myself. Now, I am a ghost. A shadow. I walk in this world because I am forced to. I am too guilty to simply die. I must suffer eternally in this prison.
There is no sun any longer. It faded…with time. Just like the light in the bright window.
I have been in this place far longer than I can remember. My earlies memories are of this place…of this absurdly thick darkness… There is no light here ever. I have not seen the sun for far too long. In fact, I do not remember how the sun looks like. Sometimes I wonder where I actually am. It’s like I am in a gigantic prison, but it’s abandoned, so I am here alone. Too alone. I cannot see, but not because I am blind, but because I have nothing to see. And even if I would, one day, see light again, I think I would be blinded by it’s brightness, for I have grown too used to this darkness. Sometimes I wonder why I’m not dead yet. I should had been dead by now. I should be dead !