The Dragonfly Man Chronicles
Chapter 37: The Fourth Dark Hole
Zane Truesdale walked onward. There was nothing everywhere. It was just white everywhere and just blank. There were no sounds but the sound of his own slow breathing and the sound of his footsteps.
"Zane,"
Zane turned around and came face to face with Hassleberry. He wasn't surprised, no. Just very curious as to what he wanted. Zane stared at him, waiting for an answer. Hassleberry eyed his large dragonfly wings that were coming out of hisback.
"Do you wish to remember everything before you save anyone?" Hassleberry questioned. "I think it's the best thing to do,"
Zane's eyes got big in shock. "Is there even a way to remember? I can feel the memory coming back. It's there…" Zane shook his head. "…but I just can't see it yet,"
"You'll be able to see it, Zane…" Hassleberry said quietly with a small smile on his face. "Soon…you'll see,"
"What are you talking about?" Zane demanded to know in a very rude tone. He sounded cold too. He really didn't have time for this.
"If you want to remember, don't move," Hassleberry answered. Zane was confused but then let out a startled gasp as he began falling down some dark hole. The hole quickly closed up as he continued falling. He tried moving but he felt numb all over, even his wings felt numb.
"What…is this?" He was truly surprised. Now his head started throbbing painfully. He was going through what everyone else went through. But for some reason…it felt familiar.
Zane closed his eyes as he continued to fall in what seemed like a never ending darkness. Right then and there he knew that, that wasn't Hassleberry at all. On the outside it was but…on the inside, no.
"…strange," Zane breathed before making contact with the ground.
To be continued…