Glass
I ran in a hall of glass. There was no weakness in the structure, no evidence in the reflection that I was even there. No beginning and no end, no seams or corners; only the cracks that my heavy, dirty boots left behind-creating a copious amount of bad luck for myself. Once all hope had gone, and the sinking feeling turned to desperation and anxiety, I felt the glass all around begin to shatter and crack. All within a moment, my footing was gone and I was falling. Falling through sky and cloud, I plummeted towards death on the city streets that lay below me.
I felt my dry eyes peel open, cold and slow I found myself lying on the floor. My neck and shoulders pressed against the metal of what seemed to be an elevator; surrounded by harsh lighting and soft music.
I was awoken by the warning ‘ding’ of separating doors in front of me and the feeling of sinking.
One man beyond the steel was staring suspiciously at the pistol that was resting in the open palm of my hand, the pistol I had completely forgot I had. I glanced at it, and then back at him. I closed my fist on to it and lifted the unbearably heavy hunk of metal; noticing ‘BERETTA’ written boldly on the side and pointed it towards the group of people.
While they flinched and panicked, the doors began to close. I murmured “This one’s occupied”.
I felt my dry eyes peel open, cold and slow I found myself lying on the floor. My neck and shoulders pressed against the metal of what seemed to be an elevator; surrounded by harsh lighting and soft music.
I was awoken by the warning ‘ding’ of separating doors in front of me and the feeling of sinking.
One man beyond the steel was staring suspiciously at the pistol that was resting in the open palm of my hand, the pistol I had completely forgot I had. I glanced at it, and then back at him. I closed my fist on to it and lifted the unbearably heavy hunk of metal; noticing ‘BERETTA’ written boldly on the side and pointed it towards the group of people.
While they flinched and panicked, the doors began to close. I murmured “This one’s occupied”.