Chapter 6: Bubbling With Fear
The darkness filled his mind. It filled his throat like water. Choked him like acid.
Ripple.
It felt like death. Death was something Techno feared the most. But fear itself was his biggest, most darkest one. He couldn't bear the thought of it.
His body was heavy. The weight of everything made him breathless.
Blubbl. Swish.
In the past, Techno would only ever think about his future, what he would do next. The past was something he would disregard. Thinking about it would only make him dawdle, left behind. Following the orders of his peers would lead him to success. Thinking about his own fears would only make him weaker.
Maybe this was the reason why he, himself, had been brought back to the question. What is my weakness? Is it the feeling of loss? The feeling that returning to somewhere would only burden me, make me falter and I would fall to the hands of another?
Suun. Cllcu.
The shackles.
The fear of the past.
Facing the present.
Were one of these his weakness? Or. Was it them all?
Rattle.
No. Don't daudle. Think about the future.
Suuuphuu.
Suddenly, the darkness around him started to fade. Bubbles flowed past the side of his eyes. He felt the force of an anvil hit his back.
Clang. Fwuup.
Techno shot awake. Coughing up spit like he had been dragged out of the ocean. His breath was heavy. His eyes, jolting back and forth, checking his surroundings.
Phil rose from the sheet. "Hey. What happened?"
Techno stayed silent.
"Hey! Speak up!"
"I-it's" His heart felt like it was beating out of his chest. His head was bulging. "It's nothing." Techno, with all his strength pushed himself up from the ground. "Stay out of it. Human."
Crum. Crum.
Each step felt like agony. But he pushed on. He wouldn't let fear pull him down. Because as he said previously, his own fears would only make him be left behind.
