Total darkness
A man feels he is completely engulfed by a void he cannot escape
The darkness was total, complete, and merciless.
He could see nothing, and it was as if he could feel nothing either. Nothing, that is, apart from the vague notion of an exit in the distance. The phrase ‘a light at the end of the tunnel,’ sprang to mind.
That’s it. There was a light, visible right over there. He reached out towards it, sure that this was the way out.
“Hang in there, buddy!”
Who said that? He heard the words but couldn’t see anyone. He heard nothing else from then on.
“Okay, I’m calling it. Time of death: 00:13.”
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Raymond G. Taylor
Author living in Kent, England. Writer of short stories and poems in a wide range of genres, forms and styles. A non-fiction writer for 40+ years. Subjects include art, history, science, business, law, and the human condition.
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Head toward the light. Or remain in the dark, if that is what you prefer, per Jesus' words in John chapter 3.