[Day 1]
Slowly as I opened my eyes, the nothingness finally bid me farewell, and the light I had never seen rushed into my sight.
Out of sudden, before me was a room glimmering so bright, and just along the sharp contrast of brightness was something ringing within my head, as if a flashbang was thrown towards me.
With the flooding light beginning to clear up, colors of rainbow faded in.
As my eyes slowly adjusted themselves to my surrounding, a voice called out, breaking the silence.
"Greetings, greetings!"
A voice so eccentric but deep it didn't fit the room atmosphere, stealing my attention away, only to find it coming from a stuffed rabbit doll standing on two feet before me.
Covered in soft white fur, wearing a black leather suit with a bow tie elegantly placed, with its red jewel-like eyes glimmering under the pouring rays of light.
Illogical, fantasy-like, unbelieveable. A shady figure. Such was the conclusion I got as I tried to connect the current situation and this data called "logic".
Glancing at I who sunk deep within my own thoughts, it showed a curious expression, but as if it was meant to be hidden, it quickly revealed a slight smile and showered me with yet another line of greeting.
"Welcome to Sector D!"
As if it was content to have gained my attention, it then introduced itself.
"My name is Abbi, the watcher of Section D."
"Follow me. I'll guide and teach you everything neccessary."
The rabbit turned away, slowly approached the door leading to the exit.
It held onto the door knob and gently opened the door soundlessly. Yet, as if waiting for me to follow his lead, he kept the door opened and glanced at me with the same warm smile and endearing face.
I remained on my toes, unable to find any reason to find this rabbit.
What is it? Where am I? Who am I? Why am I here? Such questions were brought to life as the amygdala pumped up signals. Is this the so-called "perceiveness"? "Awareness"? Or instead, mere overreaction?
Just like that, at that time, I felt information surfacing. Reactivation within the hippocampus. D-48. That was my name. An identity, something which means my every being. D-48 from Section D. A section this rabbit mentioned. I'm sure this is what 'memories' are.
In a blink, the doubts, the questions, the hesitance, are all gone.
"Why?"
I wonder myself.
I quickly went towards the the rabbit whose name is Abbi. Tried to catch up to him as he slowly closed the door immediately after I went out and lead me to the place he promised to show.
Is it because I no longer found a reason to run away?
For I found out my birthplace and my identity. For I found no significance in the matter of living and dead. For I found nothing to lose or gain.
"Please feel free to ask me anything," he continued as we walked through the white hallway.
A smile so earnest and pure, reeking of naivety, silently whispering that there is no secret hidden beneath.
[Save the existing data?]
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Is this too, how it feels to have a 'mother'?
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