The Soul

A lost soul had been last seen in an empty street. It was raining that night, the soul did not bring anything to make itself warm. As if losing hope of finding what had been taken from it, the soul continued on.
Going through the same alleys it had been through before.

The memories have made the soul flinch, all the supposed-to-be-forgotten memories had now come back.
The soul thought to itself not to mind the pain for it had long passed.
But then a flash of light shone through.
A black figure is now seen walking forward, as if blocking the luminous light.

"Who are you?" said the soul.

The black figure stopped, face seemed so vague.

"Who are you?" the soul repeated.

"My name is of no importance, I am here to offer you freedom from this loneliness and suffering you are going through. I will provide you everything that you need. And you shall forget about your past and move on with your life."

"Are you like God or something?"

"There is no need for you to know about my being. All this I offer, of course will come with a price."

"I'm not interested." The soul said, walking past the light.

"Salvation will always come with a price."

"I said, I'm not interested."

And so the black figure disappeared not before saying, "Very well then, I shall meet with you again soon."

It saw a diner up ahead, an empty diner.
The lady at the counter stared at the pale looking figure who seemed to be confused. It occupied the seat at the corner that looked through the glass window. It saw different figures with different glows on their chest passing by. Salvation, as what the figure had said, had been offered to it.
The risk of taking on such an unusual but tempting offer. But what is there to be afraid of?
Pain is inevitable and the soul had always survived.

Will you try to reason out to yourself?

The soul had been in a trance, as if in deep thought.
Just then, a bright yellow glow came toward it's table.
"Are you alone?"

Without looking at the figure, the soul answered "I always have..."


Just then, the alarm went off. 5:20am. I need to get ready. Off to work.