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Date Posted: Friday, December 16, 09:15:28pm
Author: darkly through the glass
Subject: Re: Darkness ... Friday Challenge: December 9, 2005
In reply to: JayBee and Nell 's message, "Friday Challenge: December 9, 2005" on Saturday, December 10, 01:49:41am

Itís dark. My dreams are clear in the darkness. I dream that I donít love Michael.
His love is not the light that it used to be.

Itís dark. I hear him move closer. He takes the hood from my face. He carries me to
the window. I open my eyes. I only see shadows. Tears come to my eyes. I cry. I donít
love Michael. Itís still dark for me. I close my eyes.

Itís dark. The darkness is filled with mechanical sounds. Fearsome machine sounds.
I can almost see them. Loud. Filling my head. Whirr, click, swoosh. My eyes stay closed.

It's dark. I hear voices. Michael talking to .. Adrian?? I open my eyes. I see colours.
Black and red. Black material and red lights. I close my eyes.

Itís dark. I am lying on the floor waiting for Michael. When he comes over, Iíll grab his gun
somehow and do something. Anything. I wait.

It seems dark. I see Michael as a shadow. He has tied himself up. Properly, otherwise
I would know it. He says something nice, as always. I hit him. Donít want to hurt him too

Itís daylight but everything is shadowy. I have somehow found a telephone. Call the Section.
I need to tell them where I am. Michael rides up beside me on a motorcycle. I recognise his
face. I realise that I wanted him to find me. I love him. I love Michael. And then everything
seems brighter. Why?? IÖ LoveÖ Michael. What have they done to me??

Itís dark. I have been dreaming of more darkness. I open my eyes. I see colours.
Black and red. I look over and see Michael. My dreams were not that clear. Itís not his love
that brightens my life. It is my love for him. I signal him to come to me. We kiss. Brighter and
brighter my life becomes. Oh, please, Michael. Donít let me lose my love for you. Or Iíll go
over the edge again. I close my arms around him. I close my eyes.

Itís bright.


Season Four.
Into The Looking Glass

Darkness...by The Human League
Album::: DARE

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