The last man standing
The meeting started at the bay at 5 pm. The castles, the boats, the environment of antiquity around and the feeling of mystery surrounded the town. The sea was deep blue, and strangely there was no sun that day. Light came from nowhere and left the sky from any place. I could notice that but without paying much attention to it.
The congress was presenting some ponents on stem cell biology, genetic engineering and then the talks were more focused on the recent topic of cell immortality. I was distracted all the time while the talks were going because somehow as there were colors around and everything looked like so real, it didn't seem to be real. An enormous silence at the background of the landscape, there was no wind and the sea didn't have any life. It was all black.
I stood up from my chair and left the packed room with 500 attendants. Whom were perfectly sat on their chairs with no questions, no interactions and no mumblings between them. Weird for a scientific meeting of that size.
I decided to take a break, so I left the place and walked towards the docks of this strange city that by the way... don't remember either its name nor its location, but... this seems pretty normal for me. However in the bottom I knew there was something wrong with this.
I walked the docks looking at those boats very well assembled, beautifully decorated, but somehow like detained in time. Arrested. Not even the supposed waves of the sea could move them and make them crack a bit. But this seemed to be pretty normal, however something inside on me started to move.
This feeling was breaking my peace, my stillness and definitely my attitude was trying to offset the recurrent self awareness of my surroundings.
Suddenly someone appeared, calling me for my name. Which I didn't remember but somehow I attended to the call immediately. - The cocktail had begun - he said. And with a subliminal gesture of his face, I followed him, through a passage that connected the ports with an outpost of the castle, and then with the main halls. Everything was bright but steady, I could accelerate my walk without feeling cutting the wind, and my voice was always flat as well as the others who spoke in monosyllabes all the time. While passing through the market, a bunch of kids approached running behind a wheel, whit unexpressive faces and stiffened movements, jumping like the old Nintendo's games.
Shadows were well defined, and lights in a monochrome. In a way this place seemed to me like a transitory place, a comfortable simulation, a place where to stay for a while. Like the doctor's waiting room or like the halls at the embassies. Eventhought you could see the sky, it was completely flat, contoured, and perfect.
Once at the main hall, we all were conducted to the roof of the central tower, in the middle of the castle. Walking one after the other, without pronouncing a word, nor making a spot on each other. This seemed pretty normal so far, but my guts were started to be twisted very hard and a natural instinct of running away started to grow and grow. However this wasn't the way, I wanted to see more of all of this.
At the roof, we all drank champagne and things appeared to be normal, some smiles here and there, monosyllabics here and there, and sleep...
I woke up and never thought that my eyes were already open. It was very dark. I didn't remember when I went to my bed, in fact I didn't remember anything else but the town and the champagne. I couldn't see my body either nor the boundaries of my stone like, cold and rigid bed. But I could hear strange noises very close to me, like moanings and unarticulated words. Then I was aware of my condition and just realized that I was naked. In a movement, I touched a breast, and then a head, with my left hand, another movement and my hand was over the skin of a well formed feminine leg and derriere, someone touched me and held my genitals with softness. The excitation was strong to contain, and the hands all over increased it exponentially. i forgot about seeing or hearing. In a moment, I could finally see a giant with a crown full of fire who illuminated all over around. He had one eye that picked one by one eating it in a zip.
My reasoning overtook my sexual desires, he was picking the people around, sedated by the passion of sex, I could see their faces were all blank and some of them were so hardly entangled that sometimes he could grab a bunch by hanging just one hand by chance. He picked selectively the most pinky bodies and softer skins first, following his eye I tried to avoid his wrath, his teeth. Moving from here to there, while people were transiently being converted into frogs or rats of three legs. Covered with bunches of hairs and a cloudy and smelly gray gas around they were crying in pain. I was waking up and my memory came in sparks. Then in a clever tought I decided to imitate the selective pattern of the devil, and shelter there for a while to survive for longer.
He looked at me! and I looked at her in the distance! I ran towards her in the mass of bodies. He picked her up and swallow gladly. He looked at them and I looked in another direction running ahead very fast in that direction, and he picked up the ones behind me. One by one we were thousands, and I felt like not stopping doing that. I needed to survive!
In a moment, I reached the edge of what should be a platform. Made of stone. A black sea extended until the end of time, and his body emerged like a colossal spine from the horizon. I understoond there was no way back home. I realized I was in hell.
He continued picking people and eating them, chewing bones, and swallowing gladly, his terror was strong but I was stronger. Then the game started, he was the devil, but I was not a rat, nor a frog... yet; and apparently my body was complete and very healthy there. The only thing I needed to do and by the way my personal hell for the eternity, was to be the last man standing. Running and spotting.
Eons passed, and we were thirty at last. Some of them in different grades of pain or consciousness, others, were clouds of gray smelly gas, being the leftover of others that by chance remained there.
He picked up ten! then one yelled and crushed in his throat, another one just fainted and sounded like squished, and so on and so forth.
In the end there was only me an a smelly cloud. He spotted at me!, I spotted the cloud, and ran towards it. He took the cloud! and I held his hand. Then I climbed up reaching his crown of fire by walking up his arms and then walking down by his dorsal spine until the end of time. Very close to the horizon. Leaving the hell.
I woke up, in the middle of a tranlsational medicine seminar. Very interesting by the way. Claire laughed at me immediately, and said - you fell asleep by 5 minutes but they were the funniest one's since I know you -. I replied - I dreamt with the devil, maybe it was your laugh what caused me that dream -. We both exploded in laughter.
The congress was presenting some ponents on stem cell biology, genetic engineering and then the talks were more focused on the recent topic of cell immortality. I was distracted all the time while the talks were going because somehow as there were colors around and everything looked like so real, it didn't seem to be real. An enormous silence at the background of the landscape, there was no wind and the sea didn't have any life. It was all black.
I stood up from my chair and left the packed room with 500 attendants. Whom were perfectly sat on their chairs with no questions, no interactions and no mumblings between them. Weird for a scientific meeting of that size.
I decided to take a break, so I left the place and walked towards the docks of this strange city that by the way... don't remember either its name nor its location, but... this seems pretty normal for me. However in the bottom I knew there was something wrong with this.
I walked the docks looking at those boats very well assembled, beautifully decorated, but somehow like detained in time. Arrested. Not even the supposed waves of the sea could move them and make them crack a bit. But this seemed to be pretty normal, however something inside on me started to move.
This feeling was breaking my peace, my stillness and definitely my attitude was trying to offset the recurrent self awareness of my surroundings.
Suddenly someone appeared, calling me for my name. Which I didn't remember but somehow I attended to the call immediately. - The cocktail had begun - he said. And with a subliminal gesture of his face, I followed him, through a passage that connected the ports with an outpost of the castle, and then with the main halls. Everything was bright but steady, I could accelerate my walk without feeling cutting the wind, and my voice was always flat as well as the others who spoke in monosyllabes all the time. While passing through the market, a bunch of kids approached running behind a wheel, whit unexpressive faces and stiffened movements, jumping like the old Nintendo's games.
Shadows were well defined, and lights in a monochrome. In a way this place seemed to me like a transitory place, a comfortable simulation, a place where to stay for a while. Like the doctor's waiting room or like the halls at the embassies. Eventhought you could see the sky, it was completely flat, contoured, and perfect.
Once at the main hall, we all were conducted to the roof of the central tower, in the middle of the castle. Walking one after the other, without pronouncing a word, nor making a spot on each other. This seemed pretty normal so far, but my guts were started to be twisted very hard and a natural instinct of running away started to grow and grow. However this wasn't the way, I wanted to see more of all of this.
At the roof, we all drank champagne and things appeared to be normal, some smiles here and there, monosyllabics here and there, and sleep...
I woke up and never thought that my eyes were already open. It was very dark. I didn't remember when I went to my bed, in fact I didn't remember anything else but the town and the champagne. I couldn't see my body either nor the boundaries of my stone like, cold and rigid bed. But I could hear strange noises very close to me, like moanings and unarticulated words. Then I was aware of my condition and just realized that I was naked. In a movement, I touched a breast, and then a head, with my left hand, another movement and my hand was over the skin of a well formed feminine leg and derriere, someone touched me and held my genitals with softness. The excitation was strong to contain, and the hands all over increased it exponentially. i forgot about seeing or hearing. In a moment, I could finally see a giant with a crown full of fire who illuminated all over around. He had one eye that picked one by one eating it in a zip.
My reasoning overtook my sexual desires, he was picking the people around, sedated by the passion of sex, I could see their faces were all blank and some of them were so hardly entangled that sometimes he could grab a bunch by hanging just one hand by chance. He picked selectively the most pinky bodies and softer skins first, following his eye I tried to avoid his wrath, his teeth. Moving from here to there, while people were transiently being converted into frogs or rats of three legs. Covered with bunches of hairs and a cloudy and smelly gray gas around they were crying in pain. I was waking up and my memory came in sparks. Then in a clever tought I decided to imitate the selective pattern of the devil, and shelter there for a while to survive for longer.
In a moment, I reached the edge of what should be a platform. Made of stone. A black sea extended until the end of time, and his body emerged like a colossal spine from the horizon. I understoond there was no way back home. I realized I was in hell.
He continued picking people and eating them, chewing bones, and swallowing gladly, his terror was strong but I was stronger. Then the game started, he was the devil, but I was not a rat, nor a frog... yet; and apparently my body was complete and very healthy there. The only thing I needed to do and by the way my personal hell for the eternity, was to be the last man standing. Running and spotting.
Eons passed, and we were thirty at last. Some of them in different grades of pain or consciousness, others, were clouds of gray smelly gas, being the leftover of others that by chance remained there.
He picked up ten! then one yelled and crushed in his throat, another one just fainted and sounded like squished, and so on and so forth.
In the end there was only me an a smelly cloud. He spotted at me!, I spotted the cloud, and ran towards it. He took the cloud! and I held his hand. Then I climbed up reaching his crown of fire by walking up his arms and then walking down by his dorsal spine until the end of time. Very close to the horizon. Leaving the hell.
I woke up, in the middle of a tranlsational medicine seminar. Very interesting by the way. Claire laughed at me immediately, and said - you fell asleep by 5 minutes but they were the funniest one's since I know you -. I replied - I dreamt with the devil, maybe it was your laugh what caused me that dream -. We both exploded in laughter.
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