CHAPTER ONE

2.000 BLUE ROSES AND SHIMMERING LIGHT

warmth......that's the only thing he thought of.....warmth....as he was laying under his covers....soft, warm sheets....as he had always been suffering from insomnia, a warm and soft feeling after 3 whole hours of effort to sleep was real bliss to chris.

after half a night of effort, he got the other half night for his rest....finally...after 3 hours of suffering he finally found bliss, rest and- DRIIIIIIIIING! "my cell phone...." DRIIIING! "stop bothering me whoever you are....just.....leave...me....to....my..." !!!

"goddamn you and your fucking brain, who are you disturbing me at this hour???!!..............oh.......yeah....no, I'm sorry mother.....no......no everythin is fine.....tell me.....but why??.......ok then....yes that time is fine.....g'nite..."

she wanna talk to me in person......she lives 2 cities away yet she wants to tell me something in person....this got to be quite important right?

even tohugh he spent another 3 hours trying, eventhough he took those "sleep fucking candies" as he called them, the night flew by and he didn't sleep...."why am I fightin?"

even if i fight all I see is....darkness.....dark, soft bliss....warm darkness....and.....light?

All Chris could see now was light....much, strong, blinding light.....and then his eyes got used to the vast void filled with light.....

and he saw it: in front of him was a garden....one of those "old mansion" gardens and it was just.....overflowing with blue....a strong, vivid, light blue that came from the vasrt expansion of the blue roses that filled the garden.....lots and lots of roses, with their blossoms turned towards the purple sky, with their red and thorny branches winded and interweaved togethr...with their strong and thick roots stuck deep into the soil....

DING DING DING DING DING DING DING....what is this sound? DING DING DING DING DING....he looked towards the sky, and towards the earth but he couldn't find the source of this annoying sound.....

then all the light disappeared and all the roses, whose scent he could almost taste vanished into complete darkness....darkness once more....

and then Chris opened his eyes and found hgimself into bed, into his empty house filled with the only monotone sound of his alarm clock.....DING DING DING DING DING...

He turned it off....time to start another motherfucking day....