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Game of Life - prequel
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Game of Life - short film
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Revelation of Life - part two
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five years later
I don't know how to explain...
I mean people have vivid dreams for sure. My best friend told me about his dream just the other day and boy... It was real horror story and it had everything, amazing heroes, real twisted villain and so much details with action to the level that even Stephen King would not be ashamed of.
But me.. I don't know. It's so strange...
My dreams have left me. Five years ago I had my last dream. Ever since then it's blank. The nights are just restful and uneventful. There's no remembering in the morning. And I am not sure that last dream was even a dream. Hell.. I know it was not a dream. I know because it is still here. In my room.
The orb.
The strangest thing is that it's still glowing. But even more peculiar about it is that I am the only one who sees it. The glowing I mean. The orb is not noticeable otherwise by anybody who visited my room. Except for my father, I saw him once taking it in his hands and inspecting it like it had some special meaning to him. Maybe because he was in my dream too. After all, he was the one who told me in the dream that life is just a game of some sort. He was the one who gave me the orb.
"Where did you get this orb from? It looks little familiar.. Old too." - He asked me while rotating it and examining its perfect grey curve but seemingly not noticing the glaringness from one of the blue bulges carved on top of it.
"Ahem.. You don't you see it?"
"See what?"
"The blue node.. Do you.. Do you find anything unusual about it?"
He turned the orb and had a closer look to all three nodes but I could tell he's not seeing anything unusual and extraordinary.
"The curvature is perfect and it does look too heavy." - He put it back on the small dresser next to the clock where it was. "What is it anyway?"
"Just a decoration.. Somebody gave it to me for my birthday on Sunday." - I answered and turned in hope he didn't see my disappointed expression. I never told him about the dream and the glowing orb. I never told anybody about it. I was afraid back then.
After five years the fear was different. Instead I was afraid for my sanity. After all the dreamless years I was starting to believe I was going crazy. But from the bottom of my soul.. I don't know. All my rationality was telling me that there was more to the story. It's just a feeling telling me to wait. Telling me that the fear is irrational. Telling me that a new dream is coming.
I couldn't be more wrong...
Continues in Revelation of Life - Phil