when things really mattered and we really cared
A hand, I could see a hand on the other side of the window.
It was a bit strange, everything in the room was blanketed in black, everything but that hand - that hand that was pressed against the window was as clear as day. I didn't know what to do. Whether to call for help, try to break the window open, or do absolutely nothing. So, I did what I thought it wanted me to do, I pressed my own hand against it, directly against where it was held. Before I knew what was happening, something was whispering to me words I couldn't understand. Each passing moment the voice was getting louder and louder but it was still inaudible, the words were poorly spoken and sounded disfigured. I strained my ears but it was useless. The voice was so mottled and disfigured I couldn't understand a single word.
Suddenly, it was as if a lamp had been switched on and before I knew it everything was consumed by light.
It was a bit strange, everything in the room was blanketed in black, everything but that hand - that hand that was pressed against the window was as clear as day. I didn't know what to do. Whether to call for help, try to break the window open, or do absolutely nothing. So, I did what I thought it wanted me to do, I pressed my own hand against it, directly against where it was held. Before I knew what was happening, something was whispering to me words I couldn't understand. Each passing moment the voice was getting louder and louder but it was still inaudible, the words were poorly spoken and sounded disfigured. I strained my ears but it was useless. The voice was so mottled and disfigured I couldn't understand a single word.
Suddenly, it was as if a lamp had been switched on and before I knew it everything was consumed by light.