Your gateway to endless inspiration
Have you ever thought about the vastness of everything in the macrocosm? About looking out a spaceship window and seeing nothing but an endless sea of darkness? Ask yourself, can space really be endless? I mean, we all know the universe isn't… but what happens at the end of the universe? Like if I was to get in a spaceship could I just keep on going and going forever without ever revisiting the same places? This is terrifying to me, that there are places out there that will never be seen by human eyes. Then there's that pesky phrase, “Space is expanding”. Well how can that be true? How am I supposed to conceptualize cosmic inflation theory, if there isn't the dark matter of space in the spots it's expanded to before, then just what was there before? What do we call that? This doesn't freak anyone else out?
I want to visualize and understand all of it. The below, the above, what surrounds our being. If. I could just map it out and understand fully, then it wouldn't make my head spin as much. It feels like unfinished work that will never be completed... Which I guess in a way, it sort of is
If i close my eyes...
I close my eyes... What will come after me
(And that is it.)
The next poem will either be "Smile" or "Dreaming"
Here is a sample from both...
Smile
Just smile and it'll be alright Nothing more then a "happy" grin Everything appears just fine You let everyone know you're alive Doesn't take much effort
Next is “Dreaming”
Dreaming with open eyes And yet everything is dark
There is no life within here Yet motionless everything breathes
(Within these wall they move)
I will let you decide which one you want to see. Thank You everyone it feel nice to be able to share these, ❤
Another short horror story I wrote.
Word count: 2339
"Are you ready?" Bob asks us in an excited tone.
I nod anxiously, but in truth that simple action is an enormous lie.
We have never been this deep before, no one has and the things we might come across at the bottom is a mystery to us.
Still, we have been training for this for months now. I should stop worrying and just dive down with my team.
Our heavy diving equipment gets their finishing touches and we are ready to go.
"Alright, you guys know what to do if something goes wrong, right?" James asks us.
"Yes." I answer, just nodding won't do it now. They won't be able to notice it with my helmet on.
The others let him know they know as well, it's just pressing the red button after all. Then James and the rest of the crew, still above water, will get us out.
If something does go wrong however, it will take a while for us to get back.
But I don't want to think too much about it.
With a loud splash my group and I jump into the water, slowly they let us down with the ropes attached to us.
I peer out of the small window in my helmet, watching everything slowly growing darker and darker the deeper I go.
Fishes rush away from me, while the seemingly unending plant greets me to come further down.
"Liam, You good?" Bob asks me.
"Yes, I'm okay. You?"
"That's good to hear. I really wonder what we will find down there." Bob still sounds as excited as before. Really that man knows no fear.
As it gets darker, we turn on our lights. But even so, there isn't much we can see except for each other.
Finally my feet touch the ground and we decide to look around to put everything we see on film.
We fasten the ropes to some rocks that seem sturdy enough, our suits are made especially for us to spend longer underwater.
Not only has it gotten darker, it has gotten much colder as well.
"Guys, you should come see this." I hear Kimberly say through the radio.
"What is it?" Asks Kyle, while walking towards her. I carefully follow them.
Finally I see what Kimberly wanted to show us.
It's a building.
A building made of old bricks, taken over by nature, but still standing in great condition.
A building underwater.
Unfortunately it's too dark to make out what kind of building it might have been.
"This is so strange, the robots we sent before didn't show anything like this." Kimberly says, astonished.
"They could have missed it, but I guess we have to call for archeologists now before we can continue." Kyle sighs.
"It shouldn't be a problem as long as we don't enter it." Bob suggests.
As we make our way around it, I take notice of the fact that there seems to be no fishes down here. Only plants.
"Hey, did you hear that?" Kyle suddenly asks, clearly afraid of something.
Bob looks around: "No, I didn't hear anything." If it wasn't for his heavy suit he would have probably visibly shrugged.
Quietly we move our flashlights around to see whatever Kyle could have heard.
"Where did it come from?" Kimberly asks.
"I-I think it might have come from the building."
"Ah, not used to the sounds of old buildings underwater yet?" Bob shares, but gets no answer except an annoyed silence from Kyle.
I look around further, letting the light of my flashlight slowly pass over all my surroundings.
There are more buildings.
A lot more.
And on the ground.... This almost looks like an asphalt road... like one used nowadays.
I call the others over to inspect it.
"Creepy... it looks just like above.... But wrong." Kimberly says reluctantly to go further.
"Yeah, I think we should go back." Kyle agrees, not trying to hide his fear anymore.
Something is wrong.
Not just this place.
But where the hell did Bob go?!
I look around.
The other two seem to have noticed as well: "Did you think he went inside one of the buildings?"
"Goddammit! We can't just leave without him. If he is just pranking us, I will-"
"He is not that kind of person." I answer quickly, I've known Bob for a while now. He might like to joke around sometimes, but this is beyond him. Something must have happened!
We search for our lost friend and call out to him, but no matter how well we look, he just doesn't seem to be around.
"Alright, I'm pressing the button." Kyle says, already holding the thing in his hand.
Kimberly agrees: "Yes, I will try to get in touch with the ship."
Then I can suddenly hear Kimberly saying in a panicking tone: "Guys... I can't contact them."
Kyle starts to panic as well: "FUCK, I knew this was a bad idea!"
I would be lying if I said that I didn't feel it as well, but there was something else that took my attention from the two.
I think I know this place...
These buildings... They are so familiar.
Carefully I walk towards one, the one that gives me this feeling the most and shine my flashlight just above the doors.
It's in a language I can read.
And it clearly reads 'Hospital'.
"Guys." I mumble to them, but they are too busy arguing.
A sudden idea enters my mind.
What if I enter? And go to the highest spot I can get... will I be able to get into contact with the others on the boat again?
I walk towards them: "Hey, I think we can still get help."
I explain my plan to them and at first they think it's ridiculous, but there isn't really any other option.
We have to enter.
The doors to the hospital are open, so getting in isn't difficult.
An eerie feeling creeps over me as I see the interior.
It looks just like the hospital I know, one I would rather not remember though.
"I think I know this place." I mumble to the others.
"You know this place? There is no way. This has been down here for god knows how long." Kyle answers me.
I turn towards him: "Couldn't you read the text above the door? Or really any of these nameplates?"
He looks at me confused: "Man, is your oxygen tank already malfunctioning?"
So they don't see it? But I can see it all so clearly.
"Liam, are you okay?" Kimberly asks.
"Yes, I'm fine."
I hate that they doubt me so much, but if I think about it, I would probably doubt me too.
Even so, I take the lead and thanks to me seeing the things they don't, find the stairs without problem.
It doesn't take long for us to reach the second floor.
"Bob?" Kyle suddenly asks.
"Wait, did you hear him?" Kimberly looks around.
"I'm sure of it. I heard him over there!"
Before we can stop him he walks towards where only he heard it come from.
"Kyle, did you hear his radio? Or his voice?" I ask, but receive no answer in return.
We follow him quickly.
Kimberly stops for a second to check if she can contact James again, but seemingly to no avail, as she continues on soon after.
As I turn back to look where Kyle went, I don't see him anymore.
"Kyle?" I call out to him.
"Shit, did he leave without us?"
We run towards the place we had last seen him, but it doesn't matter how many doors we open.
He is not there.
"Bob! Kyle! Where are you two?!" Kimberly yells.
"I think we should go further to let the others know." I tell her as we have searched the entire floor.
She sighs, but follows me back up the stairs.
We skip the next floor, since this door does seem to be locked.
I wonder how many floors this building has...
"Hey, Liam... I think I smell something..."
"What?"
"It smells like blood."
"We are really deep underwater right now... how come? Did you get wounded somehow?"
"No, I'm fine." She mumbles as I check for blood.
This is so strange... Kimberly smells things here, Kyle heard things here and I see everything different from them... just why? Are we all going crazy?
"Let's skip this floor then... it might be something dangerous."
"No, Kyle and Ben might be in danger! We have to find them." Before she can run ahead of me I stop her.
"Alright, but I will go first. Otherwise we will lose each other as well."
Luckily she seems to agree and we walk to the place where she smells blood.
"It's here." She whispers as we stand by the door.
"Alright."
Carefully I open the door and shine my light inside the dark room.
"Bob? I-Is that you?" I ask the man sitting slumped over on a chair, wearing a familiar diving suit.
"Liam..." Kimberly tries, but I ignore her and step into the room.
"Hey, wake up. We gotta go!"
I place my hand on his shoulder and give it a hard shake.
His head slowly rolls off and falls onto the ground, leaving me in a dark cloud of red mist.
"Liam!" Kimberly yells, but I can't locate her.
Blindly I stumble around, until I can clearly hear something break from beneath me.
I curse loudly, as I can feel something stab me and fall down.
I fall pretty fast, but water is still water, so it's at least a little bit slower. Yet not slow enough to fall multiple floors down.
As I finally stop falling, I open my eyes, cursing the fact that I'm still alive and that this isn't some terrible nightmare.
This place is awfully dark, just like the rest of the bottom.
It luckily doesn't take long for me to find my flashlight.
"Hey Kimberly! I'm okay!" I yell at what I think is above.
I shine my flashlight around me, is this... a morgue?
It sure looks like one.
Did I fall into the basement?
And are the floors that weak?
Then I hear a noise.
Something behind the table.
For a moment I hold my breath, something is there. I know it and it might be dangerous.
In the dark I hear the moving of a creature.
Quickly I shine my flashlight towards it.
It feels long that I'm standing here, it's slowly getting colder.
The creature seems to have stood still for a while, but then it moves into the light.
Out of the darkness appears a young boy, about ten years or so, teddy bear in his arms.
No diving suit, nothing that could help him breathe. He slowly walks towards me, not even swimming as if there is no water here at all.
But even stranger than all that is... I know him.
I know him.
Why? From all the people that it could have been... Why does it have to be him?
Carefully I take a step back.
"But... you're not here anymore..." I utter.
The child before me takes another step closer to me and I another back.
"Are you scared of me?" He asks in a rather sad tone, somehow also sounding as if we are above water. The expression on his face is one of deep sorrow.
"Y-yes." I answer honestly, but my answer makes me feel guilty immediately.
I can't think straight anymore, am I really underwater? Or was that a dream?
Is that child before me really...?
No that can't be...
Ronan has died long ago, I know it, I was there when it happened.
I wonder what would have come from him had he survived.
Would he have been taller than me?
Would he have become the person he wanted to be?
"Is something wrong?" He asks, this time without getting closer.
Suddenly I feel a burning sensation on my lip, I must have been biting it and causing it to bleed.
Without thinking my hand goes up to my helmet, I want to loosen it.
"DON'T!" Ronan suddenly yells at me while rushing to me, trying to pull my hand down: "If you do that, you will certainly die!"
I push him away.
"Don't you even remember me?" He asks in tears.
"Of course I do, I'm sorry... just how...?"
"I can't answer everything, there is something here. A monster. And I need to save you." Ronan puts on a brave face.
I shake my head: "Why? Just why? How can I be certain that you will? For all I know, you might be the monster."
For a moment he looks down, but quickly he turns his face back to me again: "Because I promised I would protect you."
"When?"
"Always! Since you were a baby. I always said that I would protect my little brother!"
"But now you're-"
"Yes, I know! No need to remind me. I'm sorry I left so early, but even so, I never stopped caring for you or watching over you! You don't deserve to die down here!"
Before I know it my vision gets all blurry from my tears.
It's really him.
How could I forget that determination from him?
But with the good, the bad memories return too.
The reason why he went to this hospital.
"Liam, we need to hurry." Ronan pulls me back to the present.
"You're right."
"Please take this." He says as he hands me his teddy bear.
"Thanks... but why?"
"It was meant to be given by me on your birthday, but you know I couldn't."
I don't answer, I just can't.
"So... will you trust me now?"
"Yes." I whisper as he takes my hand.
.
.
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A search has started for the missing group.
Even the police and the army have gotten involved now, searching desperately.
As the sky slowly turns dark, there is still no sign of the divers.
Despairingly James helps with the search, checking every second for one of the missing to send an SOS. But even the location sharing that should have worked just fine has stopped functioning.
Adding insult to injury, there even seems to be a storm approaching.
"Goddammit." James curses quietly, frantically looking for another way to be useful in helping.
As the first few drops of rain come down, they are still searching.
"You still haven't heard anything?" One of the officers asks James.
"No, I haven't. I just hope those guys down there are okay."
"They have been down there for more than six hours, right?" He asks: "Sorry to say this, but it would be a miracle-"
A loud beeping suddenly interrupts the officer.
James rushes towards the machine.
"We found them! Or at least one of them."
An hour later they pull out one of the men of the group.
They remove his helmet to see that even though he is wounded, he is still breathing.
Though there is something strange about him.
He is holding an old teddy bear in his arms.