Faust

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Slowly the door opens. 
The light from the doorway creeps across the floor as the screech from the rusty hinge creates an echo through the dilapidated hallway.
THUMP!
My helpless body falls to the floor shaking the very foundation of my resting place.
As my eyes flutter, I cope to sit up as I furiously struggle to slow the gush of blood from my abdomen. 
The stump of footsteps striking the floor signals me to take cover.
“There’s nowhere to run” a voice grumbles. 
The added grunts sends a frightening chill down my spine.
“Fuck you! Kill me already” I managed to reply as a draught of blood spills from my mouth. 
Testament to the extent of my wound.
From behind the door, a shadowy figure makes its way into the room. 
Its heavy feet shakes the group with each lazy step towards me. 
There was nowhere to run. I was cornered. 
The sunlight behind it blinded me as it stood there. 
I could not see a face… its face. 
Aware that I was helpless I assumed he’d imagine how he would end what he started. 
My heartbeat raced a dozen miles a minute.
A horrible scream pierces my ears as this adversary projects from all fours launching into attack.
Finally, an image.
My final thought, as my vision fades and my fate is sealed.

Sweat drips from my brow. 
Frantically I pant, gasping for air; desperate to ease the race of my heart. 
The beats are in sync with the visions flashing through my mind. 
A dream? 
No. A memory. 
The howling wind sends shivers down my spine as I realize my sweat soaked shirt is now glued to my chest.
The moon seems to taunt me as it slyly gazes down at me. 
I don’t remember much of my life nor can I recall how the world got to this point but I do know for sure that I was dead. 
If you ask me, the whole thing is not all it's cracked up to be especially since being alive now makes me feel rejected… like perishable goods. 
Neither heaven nor hell wanted me.

Olsfred James 2013©