Parallel Universe — Unknown Night

It was pitch black, that’s all I can tell you. Every corner, every wall, every high and low and all around, smothered in complete darkness.

I don’t know how long I had been there, trapped, waiting. But I know that it had been long enough for hours and minutes and months and days to all blur into one long silence.

My ears were burning from it. The rapid breathing and constant shaking not loud enough sounds to break through the barrier of the quiet. It was tearing down the walls.

I don’t remember how I got here. I don’t remember what was happening before I got here. I just remember here, nowhere else but the infinite darkness and the endless screaming silence. I wasn’t even sure if time was still moving or if I was stuck in place, a singularity thrown out into deep deep space, suspended in time and heading for a black hole.

I tried to distract myself. So many times. But when you can’t tell if your eyes are open or not then your imagination starts to play tricks on you.

Was that real? Did I really see that?

So I became numb as I sat there, lie there, run around into nothing but sharp, solid walls there. It lacks much space to do anything and yet I felt like the nothingness went on for miles. Everything was a mystery. An unknown. A giant question mark stuck right in the middle of the sky with the answers tucked away and hidden behind the clouds.

It was probably raining somewhere. Heavy, loud rain, refreshing the Earth. The sky was probably grey, too. Deep shades of night time and storms.

I had almost forgotten what rain sounds like. And I’m pretty sure that that was the most terrifying part of it all.

Rain, rain, don’t go away, please come again, please stay.

“Excuse me?” A pair of brown eyes were looking at me patiently, “would you like me to take this?”

She was gesturing to my empty mug, lukewarm hot chocolate still at the bottom. I blinked and looked out the window — the sky was blue, there was light, lots and lots of light, and people. Busy, noisy, people.

No more silence.

What had just happened?

Where was I?

“Miss?”

How long had I been sat here?

“Miss, are you okay?”

I faced her again, on edge and shaky. But as soon as I had assured her I was fine and that, yes please, thank you that would be lovely, she took the mug and left.

All signs of the unknown night had disappeared. The cafe was noisy and I knew when I was blinking. It was afternoon, it was a day on Earth, it was colourful walls and soothing music.

And outside, it was raining.

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