title. black out
pairing. n/a
summary. breathe in. breathe out. this is what happens when you can read minds.
author's note. "/" = line-breaks. italics = thoughts. strange, experimental. follow the punctuation. line breaks don't mean take a breath, you know! that's my english lesson for the day. ...on that note, even
ohfetus said this was weird. so it's pretty weird.
word count. 00380
Breathe in. / Breathe out. / Breathe. / In. / Breathe. / Out. / Breathe in. Breathe / out. Breathe / in. Breathe / out. Breathe in. Breath out. / In. Out. In. Out / InOutInOutIn--
Slow down. God, slow down. / I can't. I can't! Breathe inoutinoutinoutin-- / Try. Try. Look at me and-- / I'm trying! I'm-- / Try. / I-- Inoutinout. / Stop it. St-- / On my God. Oh my God. Oh my-- / Breathe in. / Breathe out. / Black out.
"Fifty-five seconds. He lasted fifty-five seconds." / "That's not good enough." / "It's worse than--" / "--before. I know. I don't know--" / "Why? He should--" / "Maybe he's broken." / "Humans can't break. They aren't electronic--" / Shrug. "It would be easier if they were." / Let me go.
The room is bright. White. Sterile. The only color is in the flowers on the nightstand beside the bed. Cream. Creamy, beige, yellow daisies with long green stems and flat leaves and black centers. There's a red-orange ladybug on a petal and its color is fading. / Squish.
Everything shines with a blue light. The large windows open to sky blue and power white clouds. All the different obscure types. Cirrus. Altostratus. Pileus. Cumulus mediocris. Cirrocumulus. The sun is large and shiny and too bright. / Close the blinds.
Are you awake? / I'm awake. / I could hear you thinking. / I forgot to sh-- / Learn. Learn. Foc-- / Blocked out.
The pillow smells like baby powder. The sheets are thin and cool. The clothing is comfortable. How long have you been here? How long? Too long. How long? It feels like forever. Time? Time is discreet. Forever doesn't exist. But it feels like forever. It feels like-- / You're talking to yourself. / Get out. / Concen-- / Blocked out.
"Are you ready to eat?" He opens the cold gray metal door and holds it open with his hip, carries a tray in his arms. / How long? / Thirteen hours. You were passed out for-- / He smiles. "You're getting good at that."
Let me go.
"No." A sinister smile on that delicate pretty face.
2007.06.05