10-5-15

Humans discriminating against humans will continue to escalate. The color of skin means a lot to some of them and if you do not belong to a certain race then you are considered vermin or worse. Many ages ago I travelled by horse and visited fields where white men whipped brown men and shouted derogatory names at them. These same white men took advantage of brown women and filled their bellies with their seeds.  I don’t understand or tolerate this.  

“The specter of death does not know me for I am already dead. As my pain ends, theirs flourishes and persists even when under scrupulous care. I will not display even the smallest weakness, though I suspect I have none to display in any case. I am invisible, invincible and sincere in my hatred for the vermin called humans.”

Those words slice through me. With urgency I turn from piercing eyes and as my knees buckle I close off reality. An unsettling wave of nausea washes over me not once, not twice, but repeatedly as I sink further into a macabre vision. I flung into a spiral until nothing else but sickness existed and I was alone.

I think…yes, I think this is the start of the end of days.

Along the walls shadows snake as the clock chimes, sounding the top of the hour. I twist my head to gaze at its time. My eyes narrow as my vision blurs and once again I must blink hard, but little by little I realize no matter how much one does hope to overcome physical aliment death is still a lurking fiend ready for the perfect opportunity to pluck you out of this world. The taste of salt fills my mouth then sours and becomes metallic.

I leap to my feet. Shattering glass wrenches me from thought. I slink from behind my desk where a low glow from candlelight casts an eerie orange glow across mountains of books and strewn pieces of parchment. As I near the yawning door I jerk. A muscular veined arm darts in from the hallway, grabs me with its thick and meaty claw like fingers. It yanks me off my feet, hurls me forward and against something foul my head strikes. I lose consciousness and wake moments later in the bowels of Hell.