SERENDIPITY
PROLOGUE
I sighed. I felt useless sitting in this room. It made me feel dead... an outcast. I am no longer aware of what was out in the real world. This being who I am is slowly killing my life. And what those geniuses – who, to me, are fools – played my body like a lab rat. But no. I've had enough. Escaping was really out of option. I couldn't choose it for it would only result to my prolonging of sufferings. This people – if you can call them one – won't let me destroy myself, nor even scratch it. My body was more important to them than my feelings... than my life. The only way out... is death. I looked around. There were tubes all over the place. Chemicals which consumed my body. I have to get out... to be free from this body... to float out to space...
As luck would have it, a scalpel lay scattered just underneath the table. Slowly and painfully, I reached for it. Then I waited. I tried to sense everything around me, shutting my eyes close. Nothing. Nobody was there. Carefully, I reached for the doorknob and locked it. Quickly but with difficulty, I blocked the door with every heavy things I could see, just to slow their way to me... just to make sure there will be 0 percent of survival.
I wiped off my sweat. I backed off the room... breathed... and prayed.
"Please... forgive me for what I'll do..." I whispered. Then without warning... I struck myself. Pain surged through my whole body as the piercing blade sliced into my side. Pool of blood surrounded me, staining the always-white tiles and walls of the place. Never in my life have I seen so much blood fall out. And that is when... I blacked out.
From my slumber... I woke up. Everything was white. For a moment, I thought I'd lived. But when I looked down, I saw myself soaked with blood.
A smile lit my lips as the people clad in white charge into the room, cursing and trying to revive my dead body.
They can harm me no more.
I am free.
To my surprise, a hand reached out from my back.
"Konichiwa! You know, you shouldn't have done that! Life is so precious. Anyway, ready to go?"
For a moment, I didn't understand who and why she was there. But something in her eyes made me think of the last flower I ever saw.
Peonies.
