As he laid in bed asleep, Kierin had his mind enveloped with thoughts of despair and hopelessness. Though no clearly defined images manifested themselves, the feelings associated with the flashes of blues and purples were intense.
*Stop... please. Please stop* he kept pleading. His thoughts filtered to nothing as the swirl of color increased in speed and intensity. *PLEASE!!! I will do anything. Just let is stop!* he tried once more, tears starting to trickle out of his closed eyes.
In blinding flash, the colors stopped. Not disappearing, the colors formed a shape in what seemed like an incredible distance away. The shape approached him, and while he tried to turn and run in his sub-conscious, the shape was always in the direction he was facing. Faster and faster the shape approached him, until he was able to start to make out a distinct shape. A human, an adult... with glowing purple eyes. Standing just out of his vision's range to make out any discernible features, the figure pointed at him and stared.
*Wha... what do you want?* The figure stood still, his finger still pointing at him. After what seemed like an eternity of uneasiness, the figure slowly lowered his hand. Bewildered by what was occurring, Kierin tried once more to look away and run. It was of no use, for just as soon as he turned away, the figure was in front of his face.
A screech was heard, as the shadowy arms launched towards him. As soon as the hands made contact with Kierin's skin, a bright flash enveloped him, and darkness replaced all. No more pain, no more terror, no more color. Darkness was all that was left.
Opening his eyes, Kierin could not help but weep, silently thanking whomever heard his cries for an end to his torment. As he wept, he saw the room empty. No Doc, no guard. Just him.
A new sensation and feeling swept over him. Slow at first, but powerful nonetheless. For the first time in his life, he felt alone. Truly alone...
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