Falling Through The Rain 3

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I can't stand seeing this, the beginning of it all. Jogging over to the door quickly, I ran my hand out to grasp it, but it just slid through the silver knob. Panicking, I kept trying but my body just keeps going through it. Damn it...

But if it goes through the door...can I go through walls too? Of course I can, Idiot! God, why am I such a fuck-up. I take a slow breath, before walking through the door, and down the long colorful hallway. Classrooms litter the sides of the walls and colorful paintings and pictures appear beside the doors, all closed with laughter being heard from each one as I pass by.

I wish things would have been different...if everyone had been nicer when they were younger. But some kids don't exactly fall far from hell when they're born...

I guess that's my fault as well, making people hate me so much.

Continuing my decent down the hallway, a door I remember leading to the outside glows with a strange blue light. Stopping in my tracks, I think of where it will take me now. Do I get to officially die yet?

Sighing hevily, before surprisingly grasping the door handle with an annoyed look, I open the door and step inside. A bright blue light surrounds me, and as I hear my boots clicking along a transparent floor, small beads of light swirl around with my every step, a few bouncing around me as if they wouldn't- or couldn't- touch me somehow.

I marvel at these, reminding myself that these look like stars from a distance. Reaching out, and giggling as one bounces away from my fingertips, a dark door appears before me. Funny, how I didn't see it before. I look over my shoulder, only to see nothing but the bright blue lights and the small lights there.

It had felt like I walked for a few minutes....perhaps I walked for longer.  Who knows? I was more focused on the little lights, not about where the hell I was going.

Suddenly, something wraps its way slowly around my boots. I look down to see what looks almost like longs strands of black rope, but with a thorn-like feel to them. I gasp loudly as more shoots out of the black door, wrapping themselves around my wrists and torso, quickly pulling me off my feet and bashing my head against the glass-like floor. I groan out in pain and yelp again as the black ropes pull me closer and closer to the black door, before it opens by itself, turning the blue lights red and making the orbs of light fade a dark violet.

What the hell? What was this!?

I yell out again, right as the ropes drag me across the door and send me into darkness. I curve my head back to see the red light fade into black, but the violet orbs still linger. Gasping as the ropes begin to pull me harder, and tighten around my pale flesh, the violet orbs begin to disappear one by one, until only one is left.

Further and further into the darkness the ropes drag me, as I squirm and fight in its hold. Looking back to the violet light, I see it turn a darkish blue before the ropes tug my body upward, lifting me off the unseen ground as I dangle in the air by my ankles. Breathing heavily, and as the ropes slowed their motion, they came to a stop right over the dark blue orb, seemingly growing bigger and bigger in size.

It feels as if a puppeteer is at play, and I'm his china doll to manipulate. Fucking hell...

And then the ropes quickly, but not quietly, drop its grip on my hands and feet, sending me flying down into the dark blue below.

Oh shit....

My body hits the blue and I gasp loudly, before feeling my body floating down heavily in..water? I look up, seeing a bright light as my body continues to fall down towards the bottom of the water. Try as I might, swimming wasn't going to help me now. The water itself seems to be pulling me down, and as I feel the last of my breath leave my body, a familiar sensation of burning resides itself in my lungs.

 As I see the last few bubbles of air float to the surface, I close my eyes, away from the light, thinking;

Funny...I didn't think I could drown to death if I'm already DEAD.

 Keeping my eyes closed, accepting the inevitable, I feel my body float down towards the bottom of the water, well, if there is a bottom...

 I open my eyes one last time, just to see if the light was replaced by darkness, did I finally hit the bottom or am I getting close. But no, I see white lights all around me. My lungs gasp for air that I greatly need, and I sit up on the pure white floors, gasping loudly from lack of oxygen.

What the hell...where am I now!?

I look down at my blue jacket, noticing neither it or my grey shirt look as if they've touched water. I look down, towards my black boots showing out against my favorite black skinny's. All dry. Running a hand through my hair, it feels the same as it always has during school.

Dry.

"What the..." I ask myself aloud. Someone laughs behind me, and I flinch slightly at the sound.

"Yes, that's how all spirits end up here. The river is quite a mysterious force, even I don't know why exactly it chooses to bring them here so vividly."

I curve my head over my shoulder, staring at the young woman behind me. She wears a long grey-to-black dress, not quite touching the floor as her boots barely keep it away from the white surface. Her eyes emanate a light blue color, but her perfectly white hair stands out from her face, as they're wrapped up in pigtails on the sides of her head. She rest her hands in front of her, near a part of her dress where two strings come together at a knot, covered by a Celtic symbol I've never seen before. Although I can't see them, her hands hide behind gloves that go up to her elbows, finger-less and almost a shimmering see-through black, I stare at her beauty with awe.

"Hello Stevie, or do you prefer Rain? Welcome to the Spirit River." she says in a voice, wise beyond her years.