Future Writing Piece

Everything around him was as black as black could be.  He didn’t know what was going on.  What was he doing there?  How did he get here?  Where is HERE?  All of this questions were circling around in Keith’s head as he floated in the black, viscous liquid.  What he didn’t realize, was that he was in fact nowhere.  He was just floating between the universes in a tube, filled with black, viscous liquid.  He had been part of an experiment on Sub-New Earth, which was testing how long someone could last in a coma like state.  Or at least, that is what they told all of the people who volunteered to be a part of the test.  What they were actually doing is shooting people off of the overly populated Sub-New Earth.  They put them into the liquid, and then shot each one in a different way. They shot one into space, actually shot one, and then they shot Keith into the space between universes.

 

There isn’t much to see, smell, touch, taste, or hear inside of Keith’s tube.  The liquid felt kind of like mud, only with a thinner added into it. It didn’t smell like much, but there was a hint of butter. It looked like pitch darkness from the inside, and on the outside, it looked like a pitch black liquid inside a black container. The only good sense you could get from it was the sense of taste.  If you tasted some of the liquid Keith was in, you would taste the most delicious thing that you could imagine. Literally anything that you could think of, the liquid tasted like.  This was because the liquid was made of a little bit of everything. They had taken every single molecule in existence, and put them together into that liquid.  The liquid was for Keith to drink, and eat.  Since there was also air in there, he could breathe, even though it is a liquid.  Nobody really knew how they had made that liquid, since some of the atoms should be solids, gasses, and a few liquids.  But, they had still done it, and it was able to support Keith for up to 10 years, because there was an extra tank filled with just food liquid, to use as backups.  Of course, Keith was supposed to stay in the void for a lot longer than that. He knew that, and that was all he knew, since they had told him as the liquid was filling the tank. He remembered it now, the liquid filling the tank, and hearing someone say “by the way, you’re not coming back, EVER!”

 

Anyways, Keith was still inside the tube, thinking about what he could be doing, when he suddenly bumped into something. Somehow, that something made Keith remember everything that had happened to him.  Once he remembered everything, he wondered how he had bumped into anything.  Then, he noticed that there was a very, very small glimmer of light, so small that it was barely noticeable.  That sparked some interest in Keith, since he knew that nothing should be able to exist in the void, even himself.  He felt around inside his tube, and for some reason, he found a button that had been placed inside the tube.  He pressed it, and all of the liquid slowly drained out of the tube.  When the liquid level was low enough for him to see, he saw that he was back in the lab they had shot him out of, and that nobody seemed to notice the fact that his tube had landed extremely close to them.  He waited a bit longer, and then stepped out into the brilliantly blinding light.  Nobody noticed him, standing there, dripping wet and completely naked.  Keith wondered why? Were they just playing a game on him, and pretending that he wasn’t there, or was he somehow invisible?  To test what had happened, he went up behind one of them, and poked their neck. His hand went right through his neck, and his hand got a weird tingly feeling in it, almost as if he had stuck put his hand very close to something electric.  The scientist started to choke, and Keith immediately withdrew his hand from the scientist’s neck, and backed away slowly, tripping over one of the pieces of the furniture. It left no mark on the white stool, even though he had black liquid all over him.  He looked back and noticed that he hadn’t left a trail anywhere in the completely white room.  He wondered where he could possibly be, since he definitely wasn’t on Earth, at least not fully.  Suddenly, he jumped, hit his head on something, and everything went black.  He woke up, and felt the sticky, viscous liquid all over his skin again.  He looked up, and saw nothing, since he was back inside the tube. He found the button, and pressed it.  The liquid drained, and he was back in the lab room. This time, everyone was looking at him, a look of disbelief plastered on their faces.  He stepped out and said “Hello everyone, I’m back.”