Continued on from yesterday... Or whenever I get this blog post up.
"Delilah! I have no choice! There ISN'T another way!" Kyle whispered.
"Kyle! I know Sol was an important friend for both of us. I know you miss him already, but you just can't do that! It's suicide! And those who have made a pact with... you know... HER, they never seem to have their fates end well! You know this!" Delilah retorted.
"Of course I know this! As if I don't!" Kyle replied angrily "Besides! He would do the same for us if he were in our situation! YOU of all people would know that". Kyle turned away, tears in his eyes.
Delilah hesitated, unsure whether to try and stop her dear friend, or grab at the chance to get Sol back. After their talk back at the base in New Seoul, they had been closer than they had ever gotten. She blushed and stormed off, leaving Kyle staring after her. He turned around and walked out of the base of Operations, waving his identification card at the guard at the gates.
"Just out for a walk" he said miserably to the Guard.
"Bad weather for walk you don't think?" asked the Korean guard in bad English.
"Whatever" replied Kyle as he stalked off into the city.
Kyle knew he had a job to do, and he wasn't going to fail at it. Not in front of Delilah, and he definitely wasn't going to fail it for Sol.
Sol couldn’t recall
exactly what had happened after he had supposedly died. He couldn’t tell if he
was dead either. But he felt dead, and after getting a slight bearing of where
he was, he definitely felt like he was in the realm of death. Everywhere around
him, there was darkness. Sol turned 360 degrees, scanning the pitch black for
any signs of life. He couldn’t find anything, and then he turned an extra 720
degrees just to make sure.
I had heard many stories about what death might look like, but I never knew it would be so pitch black…. And boring Thought Sol. I wonder if I can move?
Sol looked down at his feet, and was surprised to find his feet missing. The bottom half of his body was replaced by a spectral glow, in the shape of a candle flame upside down. The light which emanated from his spectral body was blue green, and other-worldly. Sol tilted forward with his ghostly form, and found that he could move in whichever direction he wanted, provided it was not up.
Moving in ghost form is kinda like riding a segway… Not that I’ve ever ridden a segway before. Sol thought. I’m kind of enjoying it, but really there isn’t much fun to riding a ghostly body segway to pitch black scenery.
After moving around aimlessly for what seemed like a very long time, Sol decided it wasn’t worth the effort to move without a goal.
I might just run out of breath riding an invisible body segway Sol smirked. Wait… what? Whoa. No. What. I’m not breathing. And I’m still alive… well… Dead… What? Ugh this dead thing is still not comprehensible to me. I still can’t believe I’m dead. Jesus Christ. I want out of here. DAMMIT! What? I can’t speak as well? Well, I’m opening my mouth, and it ‘feels’ like I’m speaking… This is so confusing… Yeah, I definitely want outta here. I’M OFF
Sol raced along with his ghostly body, whether he was going anywhere too fast, he didn’t know because everything was just pitch black. Sol went on and on this time, tirelessly racing along the pitch black of death. However, no matter how fast Sol tried to float, all he was doing was racing around in circles.
I had heard many stories about what death might look like, but I never knew it would be so pitch black…. And boring Thought Sol. I wonder if I can move?
Sol looked down at his feet, and was surprised to find his feet missing. The bottom half of his body was replaced by a spectral glow, in the shape of a candle flame upside down. The light which emanated from his spectral body was blue green, and other-worldly. Sol tilted forward with his ghostly form, and found that he could move in whichever direction he wanted, provided it was not up.
Moving in ghost form is kinda like riding a segway… Not that I’ve ever ridden a segway before. Sol thought. I’m kind of enjoying it, but really there isn’t much fun to riding a ghostly body segway to pitch black scenery.
After moving around aimlessly for what seemed like a very long time, Sol decided it wasn’t worth the effort to move without a goal.
I might just run out of breath riding an invisible body segway Sol smirked. Wait… what? Whoa. No. What. I’m not breathing. And I’m still alive… well… Dead… What? Ugh this dead thing is still not comprehensible to me. I still can’t believe I’m dead. Jesus Christ. I want out of here. DAMMIT! What? I can’t speak as well? Well, I’m opening my mouth, and it ‘feels’ like I’m speaking… This is so confusing… Yeah, I definitely want outta here. I’M OFF
Sol raced along with his ghostly body, whether he was going anywhere too fast, he didn’t know because everything was just pitch black. Sol went on and on this time, tirelessly racing along the pitch black of death. However, no matter how fast Sol tried to float, all he was doing was racing around in circles.
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