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Chapter Thirty Nine – Blue Line

17 Aug

I saw nothing but darkness.

I was falling.

Everything was silent.

I turned my head from side to side and leaned forward. I saw a trail of bubbles rushing past me. There was something else in the ink. Leaning further forwards, I tried to swim, but the ink was too thin. I guessed that it only started to get denser when it left this place. I saw another bubble trail and reached out for it. Nothing slipped through my fingers.

I had no way to tell how long I’d been in here, I guessed it was only a minute. But it could have been five. If Jules was right, I only had twenty left.

Another bubble trail whooshed past my face, this one looked slightly different. It was more jagged than before and all of the bubbles were triangular. Of course! It was the synchronistic virus! It was the pyramid shape which kept appearing everywhere I looked. The pyramid shape which appeared whenever I closed my eyes.

Knowing nothing better to do, I shut my eyes. A vivd riot of multicoloured afterimages flashed past me. For a second, I couldn’t make sense of any of it. It was like one of those old “Magic Eye” pictures which I could never quite seem to decipher properly. Logically, I knew that this was useless and that I was wasting my time, but a part of my mind told me to keep my eyes closed and keep looking.

Two shimmering purple blobs rushed towards my face and passed through me. I turned my head to the side and saw an intricate array of green triangles twisting and flickering in the distance. I kept falling and looking. Then I saw it.

There was long, glowing blue line running right below me. I opened my eyes for a second and saw nothing but inky darkness. I closed them again and stared at the blue line. It must have been a couple of hundred metres below me and it was gradually getting thicker and thicker as I felt the ink rush past my body even more quickly. Mustering all of my strength, I leant forward as far as I could and pulled my arms in front of my head like a diver.

As the blue line got wider, I wondered what it would feel like. Would it be completely solid? Would I crumple and shatter into nothing but a bag of pulverised bones as soon as I hit it ? Would the blue be as soft and insubstantial as all the other afterimages were? I had no way of knowing.

Still, I kept falling. It kept getting wider.

I grimaced and closed my eyes as tightly as I could. The edges of it distorted slightly, but it was still there. I suddenly remembered that I’d have to open my eyes if I didn’t want to look at it. But it was too late. By now, all I could see was blue. There were a couple of seconds left at most. I felt my whole body tense with anticipation, I felt immediate grabbing gravity around me.

This could be it. This could be the end.

I hit the blue line.