The Epiphany of Reality
Chapter 4
What are we rescuing?
Apes.
What?
Monkeys.
Again, what?
I woke up, but The room was pitch black. I just assumed i woke up in the middle of the night, something that was a habit of mine. I threw the covers of the bed to the side and stood up. The floor was cold, and almost felt like it was wet. I wandered in the direction I remembered the door being, hoping I could find the light switch. I kept walking forward, but I couldn't seem to find the end to the room. I knew I was far beyond the confines of the room, but other than that, I didn't know where I was spatially.
I kept shuffling my way forward in the darkness, not really knowing my objective at this point. It felt like I was on autopilot, even if I knew I had no destination in mind. The floor still felt cold against my bare feet, but there was a different sensation that crept into me. It was difficult to describe but it felt… like nothing. It wasn't like I felt anything, but it was like I had no contact with the floor physically.
The temperature to the rest of my body began to drop. I hunched over hugging myself trying to preserve any heat I had left. As i floated along in the dark abyss, i could see a faint light in the distance. I tried to make my way out of the abyss, to the warm light. As i approached it, I felt warmer and warmer. I reached my hand out to touch the light. Almost instantaneously, the abyss erupted into the same brilliant, white light.
I studied my new surroundings, only to see that I was now in a plane of white. I saw that I wasn't alone, however. There were figures of varying stature standing in the distance all around me. I didn't know what to make of it, at the time at least. I was to one of the many figures to my right, and walked towards it. I wasn't cold anymore, but chills of nervousness still coursed through my spine.
As I approached the figure, I could see its finer details. The figure was a man, tall and muscular. My face reddened as I realized he was nude, and focused on his face. The harsh shadows from the light made his face hard to distinguish, but I recognized his blond hair. Was it… Greg?
I reached out to the figure as got into reaching distance. I said his name as my hand touched his cold cheek. He didn't react at first. After a few short moments, his eyes opened. His eyes seemed to glow just as brightly as the environment around me. His brilliant blue eyes seemed to stare directly into my core. I stepped back as I became increasingly unnerved.
Greg began to walk towards me. I could sense a malice in his step as he reached his arm out towards me. I tried backing up more, but I tripped over my own feet and fell backwards. I was helpless as he stood over me. He bent over to grab me. Right as his hand came into contact with my neck, I woke up.
I instantly sat up in the bed as I looked around the empty room. I was alone. There was a soft light coming from the windows. It was early in the morning. I steadied my breathing and slowed my heartrate as I realized I was just dreaming. Only a dream. I never had a dream like that before.
What could it mean?