9 Carlas void (2/2)

~just look how lonely she is~

~too bad she forgot them~

~how unfortunate~

~~Hahahahhhahahahaha~~

It was just like any other day. Silently drifting, ignoring the whispers. She would have probably felt fazed by them if she knew what they were talking about.

She just went along with her day, not that she could tell what time it was though.

When suddenly she notices something in the distance.

At first, she thought it was just one of the dark figures trying out a new look, even though by now she has seen them take on more forms than she could remember in her lifetime.

Getting closer to the object floating in place, Carla realised that this object looked like something she has long since forgotten.

This... Why does it look so familiar?

No, wait, wait, wait!

This,ughhhh, what was it called?!

A body!

Yes!

But what is it doing here, nothing but madness and insanity live in this space.

There are some very faint pictures resurfacing in my mind, but they are all very blurry...

Should I touch it?

Maybe it will do something if I touch it...

Carla approached the body with caution, but once she got close enough to see some of its features, she felt two different things by looking at it.

First of all, it looked like a male body, while she more or less was sure that she was a female.

She felt that the body was rather handsome, but also that she has never seen it before, as some pictures of it should have come back if she saw it before.

The stranger thing was that she felt connected to this body.

She couldn't remember how but there was just something about it that made her feel at ease.

Carla got so close to the body that if she were in her body now, not even a centimetre would set their lips apart.

Who are you?

Carla couldn't resist the feeling of being drawn to the body of this young-looking man.

His body had a chiselled yet agile look to it.

His skin was as white as the winter snow.

His ink-black hair, which was barely visible due to the black background, was loose and messily floated around. By the looks of it, his hair should reach all the way to his waist.

A void black symbol decorated his forehead, almost completely blending in with the void.

The body had a dark robe, looking like it was made from a shadowy mist which inhabited the void.

Carla felt drawn to him, even though she didn't know him. It was like some force was making her come even closer.

But as she got closer and closer to him, the whispers became louder and louder.

The whispering voices overlapped, making it hard to tell what they were saying, but some of them sounded like they were urging her to proceed with what she was doing, while the other voices told her to back off.

Finally, Carla's ethereal lips pressed onto the young man's lips.

The moment their lips touched, sealing a kiss, the whispers fell silent.

Carla bashfully moved backwards, realising what she has done.

My first kiss...

The flame that has disappeared from Carla's heart years ago, reignited again with a glorious fire.

A feeling of affection slowly unveiling the memories she has long since forgotten.

Her parents.

Her brother.

Her friends.

And, Boros?

Oh, my Goddess!

What happened to Boros?!

He was dying before I got here!

Carla began panicking again, after so many years of lonely solitude, she was once again just a sweet girl, worrying about others.

But her panic was very soon converted into fear, and from fear into terror.

Because the whispering voices returned, but this time the only thing that could be heard from them was...

~~Hihihihihuhahahahahahahahahahahahah!~~

A burst of thunderous laughter filled the void, shaking Carla's very soul.

After just a few moments the laughter stopped, and what happened next will probably haunt Carla's nightmares.

From all edges of the void, thousands upon thousands eyelids opened up, looking right at her.

These eyes gave off a feeling as they can see through your soul, your intentions and the very essence of your existence.

What Carla didn't notice was that at the same moment all of the eyes opened around the void, the young man also opened his own eyes.

After only a moment of being looked at by these eyes, the space around Carla went from the void black to the pure white.

When the whiteness also disappeared, a noise could be heard behind Carla's back.

The sudden noise startled her, turning her head around just to see a bunch of papers still falling to the ground from when she knocked them off the table.

Carla quickly turned her head just to see that she was still holding the doorknob.

What the hell?

Has her soul returned to her body?

All of the memories that were lost and forgotten in the void, replenished themselves, like watering plants after a drought.

That space, that man...

I, I am so confused...

Carla felt like those memories from the void were very quickly being forgotten, like a dream.

She could recall some minor details, but as moments were passing, it all felt much more distant.

Remembering why she was in such a hurry, Carla quickly returned to her table, to make sure Boros was still there, and not slot of time passed.

She was almost sure that barely a few seconds passed while she was in the void, but that could have been achieved in a couple of ways.

For example, a zone of slowed time or something similar could have made the papers fall slowly enough that they hit the floor only after whatever was happening to her ended.

Carla once again jumped over the table, not even bothering going around it, as if every moment she can save up for reaching her goal was a moment she would be able to put to better use.

When Carla looked at the screen, all she saw was a blood-filled hidey-hole.

Boros was nowhere to be seen inside it.

The next thing Carla did was adjust the picture angle to look over the whole room, afraid that one of Boroses sibling snatched him.

But once the image moved out of the hidey-hole, a sight which left Carla speechless caught her by surprise.

What met her in the image was the naked body of a young man.