Ek Second

  It was a cold winter night. Was it the same place I had been standing for the past few hours, I couldn't say. The fog cloaked the ever-changing reality around me. Tak...tak...tak... Foot steps? Seemed like ages since I last felt any presence nearby. They drew nearer. A silhouette of a woman appeared in front of me. So, I wasn't the only lonely wanderer in these parts. I don't know how but it felt like she saw me clearly even through the dense mist surrounding us. As she came closer the details started pouring in. A very calm symmetric face, with big eyes, and dark hair covered partially by a dark brown skully. She was wearing a shiny black overcoat, probably made from latex, with matching high boots. Her arms folded in front, probably to resist the cold. Even with her arms tucked in, she was walking at a very steady pace as if she was strolling on a beach and was in no hurry to escape this giant fog bubble. She slowly walked towards me, I was quite mesmerized by the look on her face and the way she appeared out of nowhere into my small island of fog. And there was something about the way she walked. I just stood there taking it all in and watching like a spectator watches a spectacle.

  And then she stopped, standing just a step away from me. And she spoke the first words of the most charming melody ever played with a playful smile on her face, "Ek Second". I felt a fountain of warm liquid gushing out of my neck on to my right shoulder. Her hand was on my shoulder with a scalpel in it who's blade had just pierced the side my neck. I felt warm for a second. And looking into her eyes I had a sudden urge to lie down. I was on my knees. It had started getting cold. I wanted to lie down. The deep look in her eyes wanted me to sleep. She shushes me. I lie down. It is cold. Her smile is the warmest thing I have ever seen. I want to sleep now, and dream of her.

  I die.