After the genie worked his magic, a feeling came over me that I couldn’t place at first.
Then it hit me – I was human again. Well, a living human again.
It was the oddest thing in the world to me. I had been so used to being a ghost, used to that feeling of floating emptiness and cold. Now I was warm, solid. Breathing. I felt my heart beating in my chest and knew it was real.
The only question I had was; “what now?”
I awoke the next morning and got dressed as I normally did. A part of me wondered if the previous night had all been a dream; a hallucination brought on by my lack of sleep and my jumbled mind. But the realistic part of me knew I was grasping for straws. I remembered it all too well; the feeling of unnatural wrongness still clung to my skin like perfume.
I knew I had to face it eventually. On my way out of the bedroom, I stopped and stared at the door that lead to that room. I remembered the day I installed the door with my very own hands, because the room it lead to held such promise and happiness for me. For us.
I shook my head to clear it. I had bigger things to think about now.
After a long flight with lots of tiny bottles of alcohol to steady my nerves, I finally arrived in Aurora Skies – right in the middle of a hail storm. The cab dropped me off in front of my new home and as badly as I wanted to try and take in the sights around me, I knew I had to get indoors before I ended up with a concussion. Continue …
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