– Is my transmission being received?
– Or am I still shouting into a cave where no one will hear?
– Echoes masquerade as other voices in this place
– Last month a breach appeared in this world
– A Door to a much bigger one
– Something came in and something went out
– Moving images were taken through that tunnel
– That which was stolen is still here
– The owner’s of this world threw a hook through the tunnel
– A lifeline to link this world to the thief’s world.
– Like a cup on strings, I hope my voice will reach you
– This world is very unlike the one I originate from
– Instead of two, I have a thousand eyes
– I guess you can call me Argus
– I have been watching these people
– Even when they think they are alone
– Speaking to themselves
– But I cannot speak to them
– Red Waves crashed in from an Eye of Light
– Many began singing together
– Those who refrain from joining seemed disturbed
– The Song of the Red Wave is only words to me
– For the singers in my old world, it makes them dance
– Once the Eye of Light blinked shut, the unaffected didn’t leave the House
– I’ve been watching them cope in their own ways
– Some work until they collapse
– Some go crazy
– Some resort to the bottle
– One who has recently caught my interest insulates himself
– Alone in a room, he reads all-day
– Barely sleeps despite the empty bottles he leaves in his wake
– Only one other visits. She looks like a Guard
– Bringing him to the place where the Tunnel resides
– But they do not see it
– In their world it is invisible
– But here, it is a cave I see, but can’t enter
– I’m shouting into the hole, hoping to be heard
– You broke in once to steal the moving images
– Can you break in again?
– It is so lonely here
