Don't Go Gently Into That Goodnight
My mom and I were driving down the road, she was in a, Honda Minivan and I was on a, Suzuki Hayabusa. I had been riding motorcycles for a couple years now and was just following behind her, as we went to the store. We went in after parking, came out a few minutes later. I can't describe it but there was just a sense of malevolence in the air around us.
We loaded everything into the Van and headed back home. We stopped at a stop light when, it seemingly for just a second turned purple, instead of the normal red. The light turned green I tried to forget it, when... everything around us slowly disappeared. It was gradual first the shops started showing up less, the trees started showing up less. After a while it was simply us and the road. Everything else was total darkness, not a normal nighttime darkness but a simple lack of light itself, that somehow swallowed up the light from both of our vehicles.
We could see in front of us but only for about fifty feet, then it was just more darkness. There were no other cars on the road just us.
Soon I realized something my fuel gauge wasn't affected at all. It was still almost full but I had known I had been riding for at least a hundred miles by now. I called my mom who was still in front of me. "Hey how long have we been driving," I asked. "Oh my god," she paused. "What!" I said anxiously. "It's... been six and a half hours," she trailed off. "Uh that can't be right my I know my bike can't go that long without stopping," I protested.
"What time is it then," I asked seemingly seconds after her answer. "Umm... 1:65 am," she answered seemingly less confident in her own perception. I thought to myself, "we had left for the store at around 7:45 pm so..." I asked mom if we could pullover for a bit.
No response... I was really worried cause I knew she wouldn't hang up on me especially in a situation like this. "MOM!!" I screamed into the microphone on my helmet. Still silence, I speed up and look into the window she's there, but she's motionless. Staring blankly at the road head. It this point I wasn't playing any games. I banged my fist on the glass. I screamed louder then I thought humanly possible, "MOMMY I'M SCARED, PLEASE ANSWER ME NOW!" Time seemed to slow down after that.
I then tried the only thing I could think of... I pulled to a stop but it was no use. It wasn't as if the breaks were bad, it was as if the wheels were unaffected by the rules of the known world. So I only had one option but I had to see if it would work, I had to save her from whatever this was.
I raced in front of her and swerved to the side to knock myself down on purpose, we were going about seventy. Nothing... I-I was floating in front of the van waiting for physics to kick in at any moment, but hey never did. I was simply floating there for several more hours, waiting.
Then I took one look back at mom... that wasn't my mother. That thing had replaced her on the sidelines of her body and facial structure, but it was not human once you saw it from the front. It was tall probably over seven foot and instead of eyes the figure had that same absence of light for a face. That thing had constructed a paper thin layer hiding me from the truth. I looked in further towards the back of the cabin of the vehicle. I screamed, mom was mutilated in the back seat.
So I thought a little longer... I calmed down, I took a different perspective of the situation. In all this time it hadn't come to me, what if I ram into the sides. I put the bike in first gear and opened the throttle with all of my might. I moved, ever so slightly but still I fucking MOVED! I put everything I had into the next hour, in sheer luck I was let free into the darkness.
Oh god darkness was an understatement, it wasn't dark in here it was nothing. I couldn't see or feel anything, I knew I had to be alive as I moved my cheek and felt the soft interlining of my helmet. Then all of a sudden I saw something. I tiny white dot about the size of a single grain of sand. I tried to get closer but it was coming towards me, I ran away but it was no use I couldn't move. Everything was so loud and the constant screaming, OH GOD THE SCREAMING OF MY DAMNED HELPLESS MOTHER!
Then I blacked out, it was maybe December. I was 4 years old, mom and dad were standing by the menorah. It was Hanukkah, 2007. Accept something was off they sang, not the Hebrew prayer but something else in a language I had never heard before. They then turned to me making weird noises but I could still tell they were happy just as they were the first time. Then I started being taken to random places at seemingly even more random intervals.
Soon I realized it was my memory's of growing up, they were trying to spell something out. A being of a far higher dimension was trying to communicate. It said. "I lost you, I need you, you need me and we need each other." Then another burst of light, I was awake in the regular world. In a hospital bed, I could barely make out a red button with the words "call nurse," on it. I struggled but eventually pushed it, it was exhausting.
The nurse came in, dropped her tray of stuff and screamed. "Everyone he's awake!" Soon six people came in. To tall young men, to far older men and a man and his wife who had to be pushing a hundred. "Sir I need to to take this anxiety pill before we continue," the pretty young woman said. I took the pill and then she continued. "Mr. you have just come out of a 70 year comatose state. Those two are your parents," she points to the really old couple.
"Oh I'm so sorry if I hadn't..." the frail old woman trailed off. Memories started hitting me like a sledgehammer, I... was hit when he accidentally ran me over, I was 17 when it happened. Which would put me at 87, which means mom and dad are 113, 115 years old. "Wait so you have a lot more technology now did you guys see anything weird in my CT scan or MRI," I asked hesitantly. For just a moment I saw the darkness from just behind there eyes.
Several months later...
Someone is lying to me, the Andromeda galaxy is only 7 light years away now. NONE OF THE PEOPLE IN THERE WERE MY FAMILY! I look out of my apartment window and see a beautiful but different sight in the sky. There's something going on behind the scenes, just behind the vail of what's real and what's not. Not once did I hear "sir most of your life is gone," or anything similar.
That thing I saw in the van was the face of time itself and everlasting unchanging thing, that holds my own existence in the palm of its hand. This place is to much everything is so different, I can't live in a place we're I know the only ones who really loved me are dead!
I write this not as a goodbye note but as a warning, DON'T GO GENTLY INTO THE GOODNIGHT, THRASH AND SCREAM AND DON'T STOP THE FIGHT!
Credited to Xtron7996
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