Epiphany

by Stark

Posted to Stories on 2002-05-27 13:21:00

Parent message is 193690
all their senses begin to combine,
“scream with me Jenn,” he asks, gasping for air, “scream with me” their motions speed up, and his eye-widen with extraordinary intensity… “LOve”” He shouts, “Love,” he bellows, “Love!” they both scream, the noise reverberating off every natural surface in pantheistic pleasure…
John screams as his arms move to grab her hips, screaming as loud as he had ever screamed before, screaming with extreme pleasure, hurtful almost, bliss, blue, freedom, abosulte, reigning, all powerful, bellowing screams, holy affirmatives, the voice of God heard at last…

His eyes shoot open to see her face, in full ecstasy, fading into The Forest, slowly vanishing from view, as the window of his room slowly re-appears, leaving him to burst into tears, absolutely alone, in a locked room. Had it happened?! Was this because of the drugs? What was real?.

Another scream bursts from his being, deep and aggressive, questioning and absolutely asking…

A doctor enters the room, and stands, watching the constrained lunatic, sitting in his usual courner, crying again, always crying for something, for something more, and more. He flicked the syringe, and appraoched the confused, crying animal.

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