Beyond What Is Considered Natural

Levitating. Falling. Floating. These were the words I could find that most accurately describe what I was feeling when my soul ascended out from my body in a moving car while my girlfriend, Olivia, was yelling, crying, and completely losing her mind. Oh, and a dead eagle with a bloody beak died in the backseat. Not the best way to start your weekend, right?

As my eyes closed, probably for the last time, a screen appeared right in front of me. It was black, and etched on it were only a few words, few words that had a greater impact on me than probably anything that had happened that day. The words that are now so intricately burned into my brain that even if I tried to, I wouldn’t be able to forget. And they read:

RE://SOUL TRANSMISSION SYSTEM.

SOULS ON BOARD: 2

COMPATIBLE SOULS: 1

BEGINNING TRANSMISSION..

What the hell. As I faded into nothingness, my brain captured the last few bits of information it could before it completely shut down, including what was displayed in big, bold letters on the screen. First off, how the fuck did I even get here, secondly what the fuck was a dead eagle doing in my backseat, thirdly WHY WAS THERE A SCREEN IN FRONT OF ME??, and my personal favourite, Why am I such a fucking jackass (That one hits harder when you’re not about to die though). Oh, and that my soul was about to be transitioned..although I had absolutely no fucking idea what that even remotely meant.

Strangely enough, though, I had a gut feeling that I wasn’t going to die, that somehow, some way, I was going to survive. Call it intuition, call it me being a dumbass, call it whatever. All I knew was that I was either hallucinating (which I was desperately hoping for, considering that the words ‘Soul transmission’ were really fucking weird and eerie) or that there was a apocalypse about to happen on Earth. Either way, I was terrified as hell, and I didn’t know what the fuck to expect. 

SOUL IMPACT

DETACHMENT TYPE — HIKA

SOUL IMPACT TYPE..

My eyes, or whatever you call the things in which you can still see even after your soul is literally hovering above your own body, widened. In shock, in terror, or in simple admiration at how quickly your life can get fucked up.

SOUL IMPACT TYPE:

INSTANT.

My soul crushed. Not physically, but the amount of force that hit the chest of my soul was immeasurable. I yelled, though no sound came out, even though my ‘throat’ felt raw. My vision was blurred by black spots and I couldn’t see. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t do anything. My soul’s arms and legs were violently torn off, and I felt myself going insane. Was this it? Was this truly the end of my life? I thought about my parents, about my girlfriend, about the life we were supposed to build together. Tears wanted to form in my eyes, but they couldn’t. They couldn’t because I had no eyes. They couldn’t because the life that I wanted, so desperately wanted to live was taken away from me. And here I was, bearing soul-crushing pain (literally) while I left behind my once bright future, the future that was going to have kids in it, the future that was going to have Olivia in it, the future that was going to have a family in it..A happy one. The one in which my parents and Olivia and my kids were going to live in, happy. Free. Content. But now, here I was, about to meet the end of my life..if it hadn’t ended already. I wouldn’t see Olivia again. I wouldn’t see my parents again. I wouldn’t ever be able to have a family..

And that’s when I snapped.

END OF CHAPTER

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