This weekend I’m participating in a blog hop known as Weekend Writing Warriors. A bunch of writers share 8 sentences from a story they are writing or have written. If you would like to participate, here is the link: http://www.wewriwa.com/ This snippet is a continuation of last week’s where Zack develops amnesia after the alien, Jenova, takes over his brain.
Zack awoke to a blinding light overhead, burning his eyes. For a second he thought he had died, and the yellow-tinged light was guiding him towards the Lifestream, but a sharp, throbbing headache brought him crashing back to reality. Metal bars stood defiantly at the front of the cell, and across from him was a man sleeping on a flimsy cot with a blanket thin as a sheet. The room reeked of sweat and urine, which permeated the air and the walls surrounding them, as if the foundation of the building were terror itself.
He was no longer in solitary confinement, but in another sort of prison alongside a companion, a simple luxury he now appreciated. Hell was not a place of fire and brimstone, but a void with nothing but sorrow, a place so empty he could hear the echo of his thoughts.
Zack sat on the edge of his bed, watching the man across from him, thrashing and moaning, as if he were running away from something horrific in his dream. Despite having no memory of this man, he knew him, and could not imagine a world in which he did not exist.
I just got a job so I’m not too sure how much longer I will be doing this. But it’s fun, so hopefully I’ll still have the time 🙂