Telos

Chapter Ten

Blood stained trees, cold frosty air, and a sore on my bottom lip. It's December 22nd and I am alone. Alone in the park.

This is it. The end. I am dying.

What will happen now? Will I go to heaven? Hell? What have I become?

I sit on a cold stone bench idling next to me. The breeze hitting my face, and freezing the tears running down my cheeks. Who would have thought of me being at this point? Dying.. Slowly.. No going back now. The blood on the trees is so strong. I can smell the iron. No one around, no one to hear me cry for help. Why would I want it anyway? I am the one who did this, I am the one who wanted this..

I killed him. He killed me. I am dying. I wanted his death just as much as he wanted mine. I slide off the bench and lie there on the cold hard ground. Tears all dried up at this point. I now know what it's like to die.

A bright light comes from a nearby tree. A man. A man appears. He seems to have walked out of the light. He walks over to me. Hovering over me he says "Hello December."

I faint.