Chapter Two - … and the End

PREVIOUSLY ON WITH YOU IN MY HEAD: It was a dark and stormy night when I walked home from the grocery when a truck hit me and I died.


Not the literal end, don't worry. It just seemed to me that the title goes really well with the previous chapter's title. Anyway, in the previous chapter I was dying and hallucinating, remember? I said that I thought I saw a bluish figure and the sky went from dark blue to sickly green? Yeah, that. I must have had a concussion because not much of what was happening then made sense to me.

But I don't hit my head that often and I don't think I've ever had a concussion before, and yet I often felt like things didn't make sense around me. Does that make sense?

The bluish figure in front of me came closer and I struggled to keep my concentration on it. My mind usually ran around in circles and I could think of a hundred different things all at once. I always had trouble focusing on one thing at the time... like now for instance. Great, even when trying to tell my story I go off about completely different things. Or am I? I mean, you get to know a bit about my background with the way I'm rambling, right? I sure hope so, because I don't like talking about myself lot, so people usually have to decipher my rambling to get to know me.

A tickle on my forehead made my eyes zero in on the bluish figure which I still didn't know what it was or how it got there. It seemed that my thoughts went bye-bye again and that the figure tried to get my attention by poking me in the forehead, but since it wasn't tangible, it could only send a smidgen of whatever it was that powered its batteries into me. It felt ticklish.

I tried really hard to keep my attention on it, but my eyes were found curiously darting here and there as I tried to make sense of where I was. This definitively wasn't the pedestrian crossing. I don't think I was in London anymore either. Strangely, the sickish green and the dark buildings in the distance reminded me of the Fade, a location in the Dragon Age series.

Great. Was I going crazy atop of being autistic now? There was no way that I was in the Fade after all. Dragon Age was only a game series that I was seriously in love with. I had to have played through the three games a dozen times each, read the wikia religiously and followed a lot of tumblr accounts to watch the amazing gifs the users made. I even tried my hand at a few fanfictions about the vast world and read even more fanfictions about it.

Another poke brought my attention back to the figure (spirit?). I gave it my best apologetic look. I don't know if I managed it because my facial expressions were always a bit stunted and I had no idea if they matched whatever I was trying to convey at the time.

Something must have shown on my face this time since the spirit tilted its head to the side as if considering me. Then my vision started to go black again and I fought against closing my eyes. I didn't want to die yet, not when I finally got to see a real Dragon Age spirit. I wanted to talk to it some more, but my mouth wasn't working for some reason. Usually, when I was in the company of people that I was comfortable with you couldn't get me to shut up. I felt really comfortable being near the spirit, so I wanted to talk. Darn my mouth that wouldn't work. I couldn't even move my tongue around my mouth. It seemed only my eyes were working at the moment and not even those worked that well. My eyesight was blurry even with me wearing my glasses and the vision was getting darker by the minute.

I don't know exactly how long the spirit and I stared at each other, but when my vision finally failed me, I could swear that another spirit joined us and actually went inside of me. But I couldn't be sure, as it was at that moment that I fell asleep.


Well, here's the second chapter. I know it's short and fast after the first chapter, but I decided to break the chapter up into two parts to kind of get the whole chapter titles going. Also, I wanted a proper end and a bit more rambling. The third chapter should be where the story starts again. Hope you enjoyed it. Please give me some constructive criticism and see you next time!