I could stare at the water forever. Such beauty, such quietness and yet such a power lies within this lake.
The water seems so calm, so still, so soothing in its quietness. I wonder if it’s trying to lure you in.
To step in the water, further and further, go deeper and deeper until you find yourself being trapped. Drowning in the depths of those deep, dark waters. Completely surrounded and swallowed by the darkness around you.
I can’t withhold a chuckle at that thought. Funny to think of something like this at the sight of a beautiful, calm lake. Coincidence?
Because are there not depths of darkness within every person, every one of us? I feel something deep, rising within my subconsciousness at that thought. I quickly push these feelings and thoughts aside. There’s no time for that now. I have more urgent questions at the moment.
One question keeps buzzing in my head like an alarm clock. How did I get here? And where did I come from? I can’t remember anything aside from seeing that beautiful lake. I have no memories from before, none at all. As if my conscious thinking began right at the moment where I saw that lake. Did I wake up here? But it can’t be, something must have happened before. I feel there’s more behind that question. Something I need to remember. But it feels almost as if something is blocking my memory.
I feel uneasy all of a sudden. As if an alarm just got on in my head, telling me to be careful. I feel myself being watched. As if eyes were staring at me, watching me, piercing right through me from somewhere behind me.
I turn around, alarmed. But there’s nothing there, absolutely nothing or no one to be seen. Still, I can feel it so clearly now. Not like eyes as I thought before, more like a kind of dark aura creeping in on me.
I got so absorbed in my own thoughts that I hadn’t noticed before. I have to be more careful of my surroundings.
There is something dark out there, I can feel it. I shouldn’t stay here. I should go.