Zone

He was there, lying down in his own pool of blood, with the back of his smashed really badly. He was still alive, breathing shortly and rapidly with his mouth wide open. His bloodshot eyes were looking straight at me, his face was covered with his own fluid, his limbs not moving as if in paralysis.

I was feeling faint, almost breathless, and very very exhausted. Looking around me, everyone seemed to be talking about me, pointing fingers, shaking their heads, their eyes gazed at me as if in disbelief. I thought I was dreaming - everyone had stopped whatever they were doing, and everyone was really looking at me. For a brief moment, my entire body felt so numb I couldn't move, my hands and legs froze, my chest was feeling very tight, my face was crawling all over the front of my skull. The friend who was with me brought me to a chair and rest, saying nothing. My mind went blank...

The elevator opened and I routinely walked towards my apartment, regimentally reaching into my pockets for the keys. Unlocking what that seemed like an unending number of locks, I finally find myself in the kitchen pouring myself a really cold mug of water, and making my usual coffee. Already, I found myself sitting with eyes looking blankly into the skies, trying to recall what happened....and I can't remember.

Images passed me by. I vaguely recalled that I was having lunch with my friend, talking over his girlfriend problem. I also remembered that I told him that love is both selfish and selfless. It was a session of a friendly chat, lunch, laugh and then fun at the local pool house. Then I remembered the voluptuously dressed receptionist at the counter, whom I stared at for quite for some, as if I didn't believe what I was seeing. Then it was the crowd, the noise, the darkness. Then the frustration, the pain I had from my old injury. The next thing I recall was a guy who was lying under my nose lying in a pool of blood, then the blizzard cold air that surrounded me, the smell of iron, the crying. Where did the guy come from? Who is he? I couldn't remember what happened. Neither could I recall who the guy was, why he was in the state as I saw it. Nothing after that came to me, and only thing I saw next, was the elevator door.