We were together
“We were
together. We were home. We were in our world whirling through our universe. It
was a perfectly common day. We were in our right timeline and in our right
dimension. We were living. Everything around us was normal. Nothing was amiss.
We received no warning that it was all about to go badly amiss.
At first, we
didn’t realize we were being dragged somewhere else, somewhere not normal. We
just suddenly felt hot. Our planet is always cool. We have not traveled to
other planets in our universe. We did not know if we had been teleported to
some other planet that was hot. We wondered if we stumbled into some time
portal and had traveled not to another planet but to the prehistoric past of
our own planet, which was thought to have been much warmer many millennia ago.
However, we have
not been taken to another planet in our universe or to another time on our
planet. We hadn’t even been taken to some parallel universe as the place we
found ourselves was too unlike our universe to be at all parallel. It was
paranormal. It was totally unfathomable. We just knew we had to have been
spirited away to some wholly different dimension.
We came to this
dimension as one. We were all one being just as we were at home. When we
arrived, we did not yet know the horror of this dimension’s beings’ having
singular existences. We learned that fright when we were moved from the heated
entry point by the hands of two different mythical beings. Two plural beings!
At their touch, we instantly telepathically understood that the creatures of
this dimension are all different. They are separate, somehow. They are alone
and apart! We were terrified when we learned of this supernatural affliction.
If given more time we would have pondered how they managed such an unimaginable
fate. We would have come to feel sorry for them if we’d had a little time. We
did not have that much time though to think.
These monstrous
creatures loomed over us, huge and round. They looked down upon us with these
expressions of happiness or madness, we couldn’t tell which. We didn’t know
what they had planned for us as they picked us up in their fleshy limp hands
and put us on cold stone. Our warmth started to leak away at once. We were glad
because of that. We were not used to being warm. It might have killed us, we
had thought when we were in the warm place. We were mighty relieved to be
removed, even by the monsters but only for a few precious moments.
We calmed as we
cooled but then began to contemplate what the monsters had brought us to their
sickly twisted dimension for. What would become of us? Would we become
different entities like the monsters were? Would we any moment be jerked back
to our own dimension? We prayed to our descendants that we would be taken back
home as suddenly as we had been ripped from there. We simply could not take any
more fear of this strange place and its stranger multiple beings.
Just like our
random instantaneous arrival into this dimension, suddenly our nightmare took
an evil turn. Our worry and fear was replaced with sheer terror of a fiendish
kind! We experienced the most sinister sensation. It took us a moment to figure
out what had happened to us. Part of us was suddenly just gone. Part of us was
dead but not ascended. Part of us was nowhere, not back home, not in the
afterlife, not elsewhere, but nowhere. Nothing like that had ever happened to
us in our dimension. We had no understanding of such bizarre magic or science.
How could such a thing even be possible, even in this different dimension? We
were so shocked we stopped communicating and just screamed inconsolably in
discordant harmony.”
***
“Grandmother,
can I have more?” Luna asked as sweetly as the cookie she had just eaten. “They
are such whittle bitty gingerbread men.”
“How can
Grandmother say no to your whittle bitty face!” Violet said to her
granddaughter. “You can have two more, right now my sassafras! I’ll make us
some hot chocolate and we will watch the movie about Santa Claus and his
reindeer while we eat them all. I can’t wait. When I was a little girl just
like you, my grandmother made gingerbread men for me and her to eat while we
watched it.”
***
“Our screams
all stopped in a speechless stupor as it happened again...and again! We clung
to ourselves, what was left of ourselves. We had a flash of a thought of trying
to figure out a way to make it stop but it was hopeless. We had no idea why,
how, or what was happening to us. We had no chance of stopping what we did not
even know.
***
“Grandmother?”
Luna called from the couch as she precariously balanced the plate full of
gingerbread man cookies. “Hurry, it is about to start!”
Violet rushed
from the kitchen herself balancing two cups of steaming hot chocolate. “I’m
here, my sassafras. Oh, no I forgot the marshmallows!” She sat the cups on the
coffee table and ran back to the kitchen.
“Grandmother!
Can I have a cinnamon stick to stir my hot chocolate with, like you use?”
“Sure, my
sassafras!” Violet came leaping back onto the couch beside her granddaughter
just as the toothpaste commercial ended and the movie started. She put
marshmallows and cinnamon sticks in their cups. She hugged her granddaughter as
she bit a head off one of the gingerbread men and handed another one to Luna.
Luna copied her grandmother’s beheading bite, giggling.
***
“Oh, how we
were panicking as again and again parts of us just vanished, gone from all
time, all space, and all dimensions. We tried to discuss our doomed fate. We
tried to bemoan how we had lost all hope. Nevertheless, we could only wail and
sob. It was unreal. We still didn’t understand what was happening to us, but it
kept happening and happening until there was nothing of us left. We were
together but gone.
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I enjoyed reading this post, and the next time I put a Gingerbread cookie in my mouth, I will think of this. What a creative writer Ginger is! I can't wait to share this post with my grandchildren. I'm sure they'll enjoy it as much as I did.
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