Chapter 5 Year 1.5

Alright, well, no idea where this is going, hope it gets good, just a lot more years to go, well this should be fun writing over twenty seven billion years somehow.

     I saw the bar in the distance, golden hues run from it and cross the landscape of grey surrounding me. I looked down at the pinprick of light, not much bigger than when it began, I smiled and made my way to a bar seat. I closed my eyes and found a drink in my hands, I smiled and began the long night of drinking. I swallow a few down, aware of each one unlike before the plea, I feel myself being dragged further and further from salvation. I looked down and concentrated on the pinprick and smiled at it. I heard the seat next to me squeak, I looked over and found him. His cloak, ever present along with the scythe after the plea, I closed my eyes and breathed in and out and then opened my eyes and smiled.

     “Yeah and a half.” I slurred.

     His glowing red eyes bore into me, I smiled and swallowed a few down, nearly a dozen now, nearing my limit before fading.

     “Your actions is not without consequences, actions you take may result in more or less.”

     I drank the thirteenth, the most I’d done since I started counting, I blinked and he was gone, I heard a few screams cutting through the silence. I nodded and felt my limit was hit and closed my eyes as I fell. I felt myself being dragged, unlike most times I just focused on my blurred mind and smiled, they deposited me on a slab and I imagined it as a bed, visualizing a sheet and pillows, I smiled as I faded away into weariness of another day, another boring, endless, gray and golden day.

Author's Note

Seems 'he', death, has a way of speaking, not necessarily following grammar, but he is death after all, anyone questions him and a downwards slash sends them to eternal damnation.