Blue eyes snapped open as a child sprung into a sitting position.
"Where…" The Kids voice was horse and the child abruptly cut herself off with a coughing fit because of it.
Hello.
The small child jumped up ready to run at a moment's notice. The anonymous voice laughed. Then the four foot four child saw a white figure about her size sitting down.
"Who are you…?"
The world. The Truth. And of course, you, Jude.
"You can't be me! I'm Jude!" Once again a coughing fit struck.
The figure frowned. Now, now don't panic. I'm only here to make an offer…
Jude shook her head. "I don't make deals with strangers."
But I'm you… You know my name. We're not strangers are we?
Jude stopped to pause and nodded at the figure to keep going.
Do you remember where you just were?
Crash. Burning. Breathe…
"Pain. I remember pain."
And if I were to offer you a chance to live again backwards…?
"That goes against the laws of life."
True. But what if you didn't have a choice but forward…?
Then there were looming doors above Jude. Abruptly the doors opened and numerous tiny black hands grabbed onto Jude. "What—" Tiny black arms wrapped across Jude crisscrossing and pulling her in.
Truth grinned. I chose my words very carefully. I'll leave you with your memories and what you could've had. Truth flicked a picture of a family to the gate. Let's see how you do.