Seeing is Believing

Okay I know I must be a horrible person and all for posting another new fic when I've got the ones I've posted to still finish but half term is coming up for me which means I'll have the time to catch up with them. I promise. In the meantime here's something that came to me after I saw the movie that inspired me to do this fic in the first place.

Chapter 1

(Somewhere in Australia – Late 2003)

"4 8 15 16 23 42"

"We need you."

"Live together die alone."

"We're the good guys."

"Dharma…."

"STOP IT!!" the distressed man shouted as he awoke grasping the sides of his head to hopefully stop the relentless voices that dwelled within. Voices he still couldn't put faces to and he didn't want to anyway because it would make him more crazy than he already was.

Even with the spontaneous choice of a new and fairly desolate location, the voices still failed to leave him alone. If anything they had strengthened to get their messages across.

What was the message and why was he the one getting them in the first place?

Of late his life had hit an all time low. He lost his job, his friends and his fiancé was also forced to part ways with him due to his constant convincing of her that this reality he kept seeing existed as clear as day. She of course saw the interpretation of this reality as something else together, and that seemed to be it for her as a result.

Now he was completely alone with the exception of these people crowding his aching brain.

He couldn't even begin to fathom who or what it was they wanted from him. All he did know is that they were relentless in their pursuit to make him see or perhaps believe in something he had no recollection of whatsoever, and the hints he was issued with confused him even more.

Ever since his accident everything had changed for him and acquiring this new ability along with it all was just the icing on the cake he really didn't need. Still he begrudgingly accepted it and lived with it's effects for the first year or so. Thankfully he still had the support of a select few to keep him sane during that time. Then the magnitude of these visions suddenly changed and almost grew to a new strength a few weeks ago. Today seemed to be the worst.

Come to think of it was there some sort of relevance to a specific day it abruptly changed?

With that in mind he looked at the date on his watch and then counted back the days to when this all started.

22 nd September.

The date sparked next to nothing for him, but for some reason it seemed to stand out in his mind.

"Listen" a voice suddenly filled the air of the small room he was in and he was left with no other option but to lift his head and regard the presence.

The person was turned away from him and judging by the height and proportion he could tell that it was a boy about 12 or 13 if he were to roughly estimate.

He wasn't sure whether to respond or close his eyes to dismiss it as yet another moment of craziness. However what stopped him from doing so was when the person kept on saying the same thing while slowly turning around to face him.

"Wha….."

"Listen" the person repeated for a third time while approaching him, and when the figure was within two feet of where he stood, it more or less warned him one last time before exploding in the form of a murky substance with an impressive strength that physically threw him back a few paces.

It was at least ten minutes or so before he allowed himself to take the next breath, let alone open his eyes to gauge his present surroundings. Thankfully it was back to normal but it still didn't ease the horror of what he just experienced.

Why is this bloody happening to me?

What have I done to deserve it?

"I need a drink" he told himself, feeling that a little alcoholic relief may just be the best cure at the moment. So with that he lifted himself off the bed he had secluded himself to and vacated his dingy apartment to seek the nearest Bar.

The moment he stepped out, he was overwhelmed with a weird chill and when his eyes searched for it's source, they suddenly landed on a person he had seen many times in his "visions" as he interpreted them as. Although seeing this person for real was a lot for him to take in, but never the less he snapped himself out of the initial shock and strived to then take note of what the person was currently saying as they stood on the other side of the road.

Without paying a second thought to the utter weirdness of this scene, he walked towards the person not even checking to see the car that was now heading straight for him.

The last thing he did see before his heart made it's final thumps of life was the image of a woman he ceased to forget or move on from. No matter what happened between them she was and would always be the love of his life.

Till death do they part, even if they never got the chance to officially marry and have the life that fairytales were made of.

"I love you." The voice spoke in a tone he had become more than familiar with. He wasn't imagining things this time, it was really her.

"I……I love you Penny." he barely got the chance to say before his body seized to function anymore and then shut down.

(Meanwhile - On the other side of the world)

"He failed" an almost soulless voice affirmed the higher power they were presumably working for.

"When one door closes another will open." the second voice encouraged the first with a smile that couldn't be interpreted as anything else but creepy.

So a mysterious start and Jack will make his debut in the next chapter with a little surprise that was somewhat hinted in this chapter, specifically at the end. The time setting was also done for a specific reason which will be revealed later on.

So what's the verdict guys? Continue or stop here?