depressing dream
Posted by freebird at 01:04 AM on June 19, 2008.
"... wants to examine the Kiethstahl crystals..."
i looked up. "But she's an... outsider human isn't she?"
"it can be arranged"
it was said that when a Human enters the labs, something bad would happen. there was a slight feeling of deja-vu, and a few scenes flashed through my head. like a dream passing by, i couldn't remember the details, but i caught on to the overall impression. i saw something really bad.
we made it up the hill in single file, and stopped at the guard house, as the scruffy guards checked through the documentations once again. There were a few flashes of explosion off in the forested hills behind.
"skirmishes broke out on the border this morning." the guard mumbled gruffly, roughly pulling the documents about. as he waved his hands, my eyes were caught by the picture of her face on her form, her wispy blond hair and clear eyes a stark contrast to the squiggly blurred black lines of text.
i could almost hear it; either the guard's unspoken words, or the narrator of the story at hand: "this is a bad time to come."
i wasn't a psychic. i can't look into the future and i don't have visions. i'm a scientist, a researcher, and i need hard facts. and the facts were that today was the examination meeting for the Kiethstahls and its too late to call anything off. i'm just worried and thinking too much because of the old myth.
the labs were in underground caves, to keep the contents safe from the radiation outside. my interest was immediately aroused upon entering the first lecture room, a professor was on the floor, explaining the recent findings on the crystals. but our main focus was in the next room.
quieter and emptier, the laboratory had only seven others. 3 professors examining the crystals at the front, while 4 students sat in the audience rows, watching the examination being projected onto a screen.
les went to join the discussion at the forefront, while i watched on from the door. the crystals sparkled purple on the screen, a luscious purple, marked with little blots of impurities...
"...there are actually blood crystals inside the Kiethstahl..." one of the researchers said excitedly.
"What?" as the three of them huddled around excitedly i suddenly had that sense of deja vu again. the scenes replayed in my head, they were happening word for word-
"...and you can see the blood crystals are actually moving around... coagulating at the surface..."
the blood drained from my face "Get away from there Les-" i screamed just as the front erupted with a splatter of blood amidst the screams of the trio. the crystal was sucking in the blood, i could see the impurities expanding, such huge specks that now i could spot them with my naked eye all the way from the door.
the students watched on in terror, and i quickly screamed at them to leave and inform the next lecture hall. hustling them out the door, i turned to look at lester. he looked unharmed, but one couldn't miss the huge chunk of purple material embedded into his arm.
"i'll... have to quarantine you here."
"sure, i understand. leave me a list sheet so i can record my observations. you can send someone to pick it up from here when its safe."
he sounded positive and chipper, like a scientist happy to be there on ground zero to take notes where no one else could.
i wondered how much of his expressed happiness was false, an act just to give me peace of mind. his words sounded like "i'm going to die, aren't i?" to me.
i closed the heavy door. there was no way to lock it. but i knew him- if he had any control over the matter, he would never open that door, not unless he knew it was absolutely safe to do so. that fact pained me all the more.
i ran over his last words again. and it struck me that i'd not left anything for him at all. i had a sheaf of papers in my bag, and a pen. i wrestled with myself, but in a split second i made my decision, turned and made for the lecture hall.
the three students were still huddled in a corner, the lecturer was still continuing her lecture, the sample of crystals standing innocently in a petri dish behind her.
"Get away from the sample! ...in the next room... need to go up to let the officials know..."
But i knew the odds of surviving. War was going to start above ground, officials had likely known about the situation here and sealed off the labs. I saw the future, and the future was death. I was tempted to return back to where les was, at least to be together until the end.
But i am not a psychic. i'm a scientist, a researcher, and i will not give up without hard facts. and i had a responsibility to survive until the very end, to fulfil my duties of reporting the issue as a witness.
so with a dead but determined heart i trudged up the stairs...
and i woke up feeling very very depressed, very very apologetic to les and wanting to meet up very very much (>_<)
even now, i still get depressed over my reaction to his last words (in the dream). i never make good decisions in a split second. =becomes depressed again=