If I had a choice, I would choose never to have to fall asleep. They say that sleep is the cousin of death. I couldn’t agree more.
Sleep would often culminate in a semi-conscious state – dreaming. Dreams are sometimes a stark contrast from reality, and sometimes a jaded reflection of my life.
Last night was more of the latter.
I was in a dream. Everywhere around me was the sky above, and the concrete underneath. The sky, once a curtain of grey, had lit up. Twilight crawled across the sky. The clouds have started to clear, and the sun emerged with practiced bravado, from the grey shroud that once obnubilated it.
I stood there stoically, letting the radiance wash over me… All of the gloom had faded away, amidst the sunshine. I heaved a sigh of relief. I had just survived, and made it past through a period of great adversity. The horizon was a great vista, glimmering with hope, astounding sparkles of wonder.
It was cold, probably at sub-zero temperature, but I did not shiver from the cold. There was a nice, blue tint in the air, forming a strange mist that obscured my optical. I could vaguely see a lone, dark figure in the distance.
I stared, in consternation, at the dark figure with his back turned on me. There was a sign of indifference and nonchalance in his walking gait. No matter how slowly I walked forward, he never seemed to appear further away from me.
If there was something about the figure, he was at the least, familiar. I could not put my finger on it, but he seemed like somebody I knew… the sense of familiarity was intense, and increasing in crescendo as the sight of him grew clearer. Apprehension gripped me suddenly.
With his head perched on the side, looking upwards at an angle, he turned back a little, enough for me to see a humanoid-looking face. It was still quite a task to describe his countenance, and putting it in any number of words would appear to be a verbose.
The figure let his pace slowly descend into a halt. I continued to walk forward, as if my legs were controlled by an external force. I fought back and tried to stop moving forward, but to no avail – the mysterious force continued to propel me forward, step by step.
The humanoid figure turned his unwieldy head back at an even greater angle, this time allowing me to see his countenance clearly. Still looking on with consternation, I was met with an intense degree of malice. It was sure a permutation from the nonchalance I have experienced earlier, a mammoth step up from when I have just begun to spot him.
I tried to gaze away, but curiosity got the better of me. As I looked on, I saw a pair of dark brown eyes, evocative of ill-feelings. Those malevolent pair of eyes darted to the side for a while, almost as if acknowledging my presence. It sent a shiver down my spine.
At that very moment, realisation dawned on me. Part of me realised sub-consciously that it had just been a dream, but the thought of it was quickly expelled from my mind. Secretly, another part of me was enjoying the vicarious experience I was put through; a mystical reflection of reality.
Subsequently, I turned to look at my side, and realized that I was not alone after all. I looked at my partner, and saw that he was drenched from the rain, not unlike me. I wasn’t sure if he looked back in acknowledgement, but I was sure I recognised who that was.
I wasn’t sure if my best friend ever opened his mouth to speak, but I remembered that the mysterious force pushed us closer to the estranged figure that was standing in the distance.
Of course, I had been in this before. The sense of familiarity was unnerving; this was a nightmare I didn’t want to be in. The only thing that stood between me and that monstrous humanoid creature was fate.
(I hate to quote Optimus Prime from Transformers, but he has a point.)
Fate rarely calls upon us at the moment of our choosing.
(Suddenly, that humanoid creature reminded me of that decepticon from Transformers – yes, that one. No, not Megatron. I meant, The Fallen.)
And, as the propulsion brought me closer to the figure, I wondered – and the lone figure continued to stare at us – ‘was it really over yet’?
As his stare became more intensified, the answer was clear. I shuddered. The sense familiarity struck again. I realised that I could recognise him too. His name was…
It was you.
(Yes, you, Wang Chun Kiat.)
[To Be Continued...]
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