No Longer Reality
My eyes open.
I'm standing in a city. I know this city, the buildings and the architecture. The sound of wind rustling through the trees and birds chirping are close enough to make me think I'm sane.
But I'm not.
I remember… before this. It was…but then again.
I don't.
I quickly scramble to find my red die in my pockets. I take it out and surely enough. Surely enough. It wasn't the same. I would usually feel the heavy and light parts of it, but it almost felt like the die was just normal.
"Whatcha doing there, darling?" A silky voice catches my attention and I turn to glance at a man's face behind me.
"Mr. Eames."
"You had such a confused face and now it's all serious. How boring. Show some more emotion, darling." A sly smile appeared on his face, the usual.
"Mr. Eames, if you would just push that aside. The more important matter on hand, where are we? The buildings, air, people. They're enough to be reality but I know when I'm in a dream or not. I don't know how I got here at all."
"Fine, whatever you say. Somehow, let's just say it's a thought. We're in limbo."
"How…?"
"Our dreams, the last two levels were yours and mine. When Cobb and Saito were to escape limbo, we were replaced on a matter. Surely, Cobb didn't know this. We were probably off on one step that it caused us to slip into this matter."
I didn't know what to say and especially in this situation. We were the only two here. We could manage perhaps but how in a matter. Cobb had been here, he would know this place.
"Got you worried, darling?"
I took a fast glance at Eames, with a look of anger but at the same I was desperate. In the team of 5, I was considered the point man, the man who always was on task and in control. That only worked when we had a plan that we all complied with. My sole thoughts were always the one that I would follow, they need guiding.
"Aren't you? Worried…at all?"
"So you are." He lets out a small laugh and smiles. "I wouldn't say I am. You're here, darling. I'm pretty sure we can work things out.
Normal balance was what I felt then of the dice.
Maybe I wanted it to be real.