World of Anarchy/Chapter 35

This is a preview of chapter 35 of World of Anarchy entitled: Confessions

Chapter 35 - Confessions
He felt weightless as he fell. When he regained consciousness he found that he was falling face down an empty tunnel of darkness. He had a lot of time to think as he fell because, wherever he was, the fall seemed endless. He thought about the last thing he remembered before waking up there. As his mind went back through the previous events he remembered Claudia had attempted to give him his memories back. As soon as he remembered that, different images began appearing one beside another in the darkness surrounding him.

At first he didn’t realize what he was seeing. The images seemed foreign but at the same time slightly familiar. Everything thing he saw around him was random moments of somebody’s life. Birthdays, holidays, dates, school events, and family moments--all different. Then it hit him; the images surrounding him was ‘’his’’ life. One by one he began recognizing each of the events. An anger he never felt before began to fill his chest. Garland robbed him of all those happy memories and for that he would pay. However, the realization came to an abrupt end as he hit the ground.

The first thing he realized while pushing himself up off the ground was that, even though he just fell for he couldn’t tell how long and hit the ground, he felt no pain. The second thing was that the ground around him was covered in human skulls. As stumbled up he took note of his surroundings.

Aside from the skulls, he noticed endless graves stretching endlessly every direction he looked. Directly in front of him he could just make out the faint outline of a mountain range as well what seemed to be meteors falling from the sky. He then began to check the names of each of the graves he passed. The first couple graves he examined were the graves of Petree Wentz, Arvin Hamid, Zelda Johansen, Gwen Massey and Jackson Massey, and Hikaru Takeshi as well as a few others he didn’t recognize. Then came the ones he did recognize. Omid’s, Jane’s, Leo’s, Penny’s, Riley’s, and Emily’s as well as everyone else he knew were the next names he saw as his heart fell. Finally he came across Chris and Teresa’s.

Before he could process everything he was feeling, someone appeared beside him. Michelle. Her sudden appearance took him by surprise. She was drenched in blood but it was still easy for him to recognize her. As he stared at her, unable to form any word, he began to realize that she was whispering something. As he moved closer he began to hear the words clearly.

“What can be.” She croaked over and over as she directed his attention to the mountain range.

It took him no time at all to see what she was trying to show him. Off past the mountains was something horrifying. A gigantic monstrous beast roamed around around destroying the mountains with the wave of it’s arms. Then he noticed that horde of infected, bigger than he’d ever seen before, was moving toward them.

Then Michelle placed her hand on his shoulder and everything changed. No longer was the Beast and infected there, nor the graves and human skulls. Instead, they were surrounded by tall grass that went every direction as well as a lone tree on a small hill a couple dozen yards away.

Michelle’s appearance was altered as well. Now she wore a blank white dress that seemed to reflect the sunlight complete with a flower in hair.

“What can be.” She said one last time as she signaled for him to look at the tree.

When he did he noticed a woman by the tree who seemed to be wearing a similar dress to Michelle. While he watched the woman, her hair blowing in the wind, the environment around began to fade into darkness.

After regaining consciousness, he found that he was standing in the center of a town he didn’t recognize. Surrounding him were various shops and stores that seemed to be local as he didn’t recognize whether or not they were part of a company chain or anything. What caught his attention the most however was the bronze statue in front of him.

He stood, dumbfounded, as he read the name on the plaque of the statue. The name being Joseph Andrews, founder of Quiet Mountain. Right below the founder’s name was a short message that, as soon as he read it, it gave him a chill.

From the last of the founding Bloodlines, that will bring Him about, Two of the tainted souls will bring a great divide, and it is the great paradise they will bring out, The Incubator and the other will allow His return, the scum of the earth will crawl, The Watcher of it all will be the key, His sacraments will purify them all, At the place of His resting, the blood of our Descendants will drain, And finally our Savior will return, and with it all will be right again.