Title and Prologue

Mad With Power:

Lost Horizons    

Prologue

We had dreams.

     Big dreams.

          Small dreams.

   We worked together to fulfill those dreams.

We....had fun, we had hardships, we laughed, and we cried, but always together.

   My nose took in a whiff of the dank air. I picked up the smell of piss, rot, and the faintest speck of fish. As my eyes opened I took in the brick face of the wall across from me. It was moldy, course, and dripping from the rain. It always seemed to rain, or was it that the rain always disturbed my slumber? The old man laying on the matt down the alleyway had gotten accustomed to it and was sleeping, or had he died? The rain echoed down the alley and mingled with the sound of footsteps and distantly I heard a baby cry. I hear lot of crying lately, I can’t tell whose it is, maybe me, or maybe it’s not even real.

   The water that fell on my skin felt, chilly. Was it fall already? Where had the sun gone? But my thigh then felt a little warm. Had I pissed my self or did someone piss on me? Whatever...at the very least I had better get to a shelter, so I get up. Weight on my left foot...good, weight on my right foot...it went thru the ground! I go to catch myself on the wall with my right hand and it slipped, damn this rain! I tried to brace my fall with my left hand and it too went thru the ground! My stump hit the ground,”Fuck!”,I bellowed as pain shot through my arm and ribs. That's right, my stump! I had to once again be reminded that I had lost my right leg and my left arm. The memories again were resurfacing. I can’t, I just cant. Not again......................... I would rather die then relive that. Not again! 

   I‘m just going to lay here and let the cold rain take me!

  .....cold.....

                     .....so... cold......

                                 .....c.a.n.t.......s..e...e...... a.n.y.....

      

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Mad With Power: 

Lost Horizons

Prologue 

               ”.o....e......r.”

                                          ........n...o...i...s...e..........

    “S.to.p..i.k....

                            .....what?....

                                            “Soto Pem.ck..i.”

          .....a name.....

                           “Soto Pemickori!”

   MY NAME! Who... have to look... have to see... so weak... lift your head dammit! Who... who... WHO IS IT?......A uniform? “Sergeant Pemickori!”

              “.....What..?”, who is this?.
   “Sergeant Pemickori, The Parliament of Folkiram would like to extend an offer to you.” Ha ha, he said it as if he expects a yes! Life is fucked up sometimes...

End Prologue

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