I'm nowhere, that's the only thing I know when I enter the cave. I don't know what got into me, but for some reason I thought the cave is speaking to me. Luring me inside its black path.790Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCcPni6UxIZ
"Come back."
And here I am thinking the wind is speaking to me. I must be crazy.
The wind blew coldly, sending chills over me. I step closer and closer and I found myself entering it. My footsteps' echoes and the sound of dripping water made creaks that sent me shivering and my skin tingling. My head is nowhere in me like an illusion out of a dream, except I'm aware of what I'm doing.
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I'm about to turn back when I saw a light. I don't know what I'm doing.
The light shines even brighter. Brighter and brighter, enough to blind my eyes. Then slowly, it faded away and I found myself stuck on a rock where the water surrounded me. I squint my eyes, shocked by the images I'm seeing. There was a land far away, but not so far for me to see.
"Where am I?" I ask myself, looking from the island to the stone I'm on.
I lower myself down, approaching the water. Feeling stupid as I reach for it, trying to measure how deep it is. It's always been like this. Ever since I was a kid and new to the orphanage, I was always the weird kid—Freako as they call me— the one whose strange and distant. Adding the stuffs I can do and know that kids my age can't. Now I'm 15, and it seems to worsen even more.
The director of the orphanage brought us to the sea every once in a while. This day is one of them. I always distant myself. From the director, from the others, because somehow I feel alone. So lonely and afraid.
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The coldness of the water interrupted my thoughts. I hear the voice again.
"Kennedy, you're back."
Where is it coming from?
I felt the coldness in my skin. The water is cold and the waves are fair, but it's really deep and dark, and for some reason, I find it dangerous. I pull my hands back as if something is going to grab me.
I get off, climbing the rock again. I need to leave now. Something's not right.
"Please don't go. You'll save him. You'll save them. Please."
I ignore it this time. Not minding to look around. I've been hearing that voice ever since I was little, somewhere in my head. Like a part of me is locked and I can't seem to find the key to unlock it.
I'm reaching for the hole when I felt the coldness of the dripping water damp on my skin. The coldness engulf me and I found myself unable to breath. I didn't have time to catch my breath when I was hauled inside. I watch my breath turning into bubbles, returning to the world where I belong. My insides are melting. Water fills me, filling my lungs like sand filling an hour glass. I struggle to resurface but there's something hauling me inside, underneath the deep, dark ocean. I was about to give up when I'm being hauled back up. Away from the thing dragging me down, and the last thing I saw is the ray of the sun before I fall into oblivion.
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