Blinding lights streak all across the room

The sun is still in its rising position

The beams blast through the old attic, illuminating the dust covered boxes

It is a city of cardboard surrounding a solitary wooden chest that all but left my mind until my eyes laid upon it

My name whispered in my ears

Echoing all around my brain

I’m drawn to the box and move toward it before realizing that I’m alr...

A twinge of pain spreads like fire across my neck as my hand smacks against it. The mosquito that had been having its fill of my AB+ supply suddenly burst in my hand not even having the time to enjoy its last supper. I stick my hand out in front of me and look at the contrast of the now dead insect on the pale underside of my hand which in turn is contrast to overgrown flourishing green of the fie...