Coma (final blog bite of short fantasy story)

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“I can’t tell anyone anything can I!” Alex grimaced alluding to his unresponsive body.

“You won’t stay that way Alex. You’re going to come out of the coma.”
“Sounds pretty much impossible from what the doctor said.”

“Ah!” Doc. raised his eyebrows, “but I’m his superior.”

“Now come there’s something else I need to show you.” Doc grasped his hand as if to lead him somewhere as the the blanket of darkness descended.

It lifted, not back in the hospital ward, but in a vast scene of devastation. There was movement among the rubble at his feet, insects scurrying through the debris. Alex recoiled in horror.

“They’re all that survive here,” Doc explained.

“Where is this place? Is… is it the future?”

“It’s part of the future.”

“But what about those other places I went, could they be the future instead?”

“They are the future. The weak inherited the earth, but there are still atomic wastelands. The rich and powerful elite were obliterated. Sad that it had to come to this. These places remain that mankind might see and understand the end result of war.”

A whirling sound made Alex look upward. Lights were flashing through the sky, some kind of vehicles – new technology – flying over the wastelands.

“Who or what are those?” Alex asked alarmed.

“Don’t worry Alex. There are no more war machines – remember the birds? There’s total peace everywhere, even here.”

“Then who…”

“Children, Alex, older ones. This is a history lesson of a different nature – a, learn from history lesson! The mind of man still has free choice to do evil. They teach the children there is no glory in war only devastation. It’s become increasingly hard for them to relate to cities as the generations pass, to understand why men would want to fight, kill, destroy in order to get more. It has become foreign to their natures, yet still these trips continue. It will be long before these lands heal. They serve as reminders of the price of man’s greed and selfish pride, his ambition. The earth has been pieced by sorrows she cannot heal of herself. One day it shall all be restored, new heavens and a new earth. Only then shall the healing process be complete, when, cleansed by fire, the earth and all that once dwelt therein shall be reformed and transformed, as water that, flying to the heavens, leaves the things and corruptions of earth behind, its very substance changed to vapor that it may one day return as rain to replenish the ground.”

“But where do I fit into all this?”

“I want you to witness what you’ve seen; tell people there is hope beyond the war, the strife, the annihilation. I want you to write, speak, publish, get the message out.”

“How can I do that? Even if I do recover who will listen? They’ll think I’m crazy, delusional!”

“Yes, no doubt they will, but some will listen, some always listen.”

“But what if they try and medicate me, put me in an institution or…”

“They won’t Alex. They won’t be able to. You see I’ll be there, helping you. Don’t you want people to know, to have the chance to believe?”

“I’m not even sure I believe it myself…”

“But you will Alex, you will…” Doc was fading, everything was fading…

He woke in his hospital bed. It was nighttime, the dim light of the monitor the only illumination. He reached for the light switch…

It was then he realized, as the hand responded, as the eyes adjusted their focus. He was awake, truly awake. He turned the hand from side to side in wonder, ran his fingers through his hair… He began to laugh, quiet, almost afraid to make a noise, scared the spell might break. He sat up, his back stiff but functioning. He grasped once more for the light his hand knocking something careening from the table. He groped on the floor to see what it was bringing it up into the newly broached circle of light. It fell open, his eyes falling upon the passage, “and I will give power unto my two witnesses.” He knew this book. The Gideon’s people left them in hospitals and prisons, suddenly it all made sense. He knew now who “Doc” really was. He raised the book further to the light eager to read about his future mission and ponder who his companion might be.

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