User blog:Habrish/The Habrish Diaries Entry 3

I refuse to succumb to the darkness this time. Fight! Fight! You can fight this! I slipped from the bench falling to my knees. A scrap of paper silently dropped from my jacket pocket. I had seen this before. As I reached for the paper a gust of wind caught it and blew it away from me. It landed just out of my reach on the other side of the wrought iron gate. I tried in vain to retrieve the paper. The gate stubbornly refused open. Every attempt to bring the paper closer failed. If only I could remember what happened without this... Pain! I decided to explore my surroundings to see if I could find another way outside of the gate. I search the whole city for what seems like days, although it was probably only hours. There was no other way out. Every turn I took led me right back to the gate. This was very strange enough. Stranger still was that in all of that time I didn’t see anyone else in the whole city. What was going on here? I sat back down on the bench at the train station to read the whole newspaper in hopes of finding some answers. That’s when I heard the sound of someone approaching. It was the lady in the blue dress so she was real after all.