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A Black Rush of Nothingness

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The quiet of the boarding room house over on Grant Street was suddenly broken by the sound of gun fire. It seemed to becoming through one of the walls, which Mitch Barr could see as he flicked on the light. When he stared in that direction, the light seem to be fading a bit. There was a smoky haze forming around and he couldn't understand why that was. His body felt warm and he forced his eyes to see through the haze. There he saw shadows created by the smoke and then dissipate.

“Is everything okay?” he shouted.

There was no answer and no movement.

He walked closer to the wall and he labored while doing so. The haze parted as he pressed his left air against the wall.

Suddenly there was another shot. He gasped, trying to focus more intently. The heat shot through him and a wave of coldness held him for a moment. He shook it off and the heat returned immediately.

There was a voice that whispered through the wall telling Mitch Barr that a greater reality would soon make everything clear.

For a moment he thought about his life. He thought about all his children and his wife who he had lost to cancer several years ago. He thought about the toll that took on him. He thought about his brothers and sisters who were no longer living. He thought about all the happy thoughts and the memories that he had been trying so hard not to lose but had felt slowly slipping away after he turned 80.

He rubbed the wall with his hands and felt a couple of holes. They were not big, but still noticeable. He didn't remember the holes being there, but nevertheless they were. A loud scream shot through the wall knocking him back a few steps as he felt his heart pounding. He felt the sweat dripping from his face as he wiped it away, but it didn't help.

Suddenly, there was a woman standing in front of him. She was a young woman with long black hair and olive skin. He knew her, but didn't recognize her. He tried to speak but the words failed.

Mitch Barr turned toward the woman and she smiled.

He tried to speak again, but nothing came out.

She walked toward him and he suddenly felt her hands on his face. Without warning, a black rush of nothingness roared down from above, directly between him and the woman, and obliterated all the mental sights and memories of his loved ones. Instinctively, he jumped back.

Mitch Barr paused and closed his eyes for a moment, trying to remember his own name. He honestly didn't know who he was.

The young woman moved closer again as she tried to steer him toward the chair. He resisted as her soft gentle hands squeezed his face. She stepped back and made a big embrace as if she were hugging him, and with her eyes wide she blew him an over-exaggerated kiss.

The next few moments became a blur as he tried adjusting his visuals. He wiped his eyes and finally saw the young woman again. The woman wanted him to turn and face the chair, but he couldn't get over the loss of memory which was a complete emptiness.

She bowed her head and stood completely still. He titled his head a bit sideways and then he decided to turn to face the chair. He knew sorrow and even though he couldn't remember it, he felt the residuals holding him tightly.

Quiet descended as Mitch Barr took in the horror. He could hear the hush of angel wings caressing the heavens. His eyes were glazing over the mental turmoil that was sitting in his chair. He wasn't sure what to say or do as he just stared intently.

She took his hand and they began to walk toward the wall. As he approached the bullet holes, he slowed, turned slowly and his memory returned. It was as if he was standing outside himself as his other self was on the chair with a bullet hole in his neck, and another one on the side of his head. That man in the chair was shot twice and died instantly.

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© 2018 Frank Atanacio

Comments

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on January 22, 2019:

you are so very welcome...

Li-Jen Hew on January 22, 2019:

Thanks Frank! X)

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on January 22, 2019:

oh wow congratulations Li-Jen

Li-Jen Hew on January 22, 2019:

hahah....this why I am here..To make you more free. You're talking about my own job or this cleaning? haha...my own job is fine. Graduating this year.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on January 22, 2019:

LOL I know I haven so very busy.. so how is the job working out?

Li-Jen Hew on January 22, 2019:

Stopped by for some spring cleaning around the comment boxes. Cobwebs everywhere! 6 months is long.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on July 20, 2018:

thank you so much Shyron

Shyron E Shenko from Texas on July 20, 2018:

Frank, I was overwhelmed with sadness when Mitch's memories disappeared and relieved when they returned. This story held me spellbound.

Blessings my friend

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on July 20, 2018:

Thank you so much Yves and Robert for reading my flash... bless you both...:) Frank

Robert Sacchi on July 19, 2018:

I enjoyed reading this story about a violent end of and a crossing over to eternity.

Yves on July 19, 2018:

Hi Frank....Thought I'd hop on over to see what you're up to. I see you've written another fascinating piece. At first, I had thought that Mitch had not died instantly. So relieved to find out that he did...but what a way to go. Thank goodness the dark haired woman was there to help him move forward.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on July 10, 2018:

didnt mean to make you feel awkward.. :(

Li-Jen Hew on July 10, 2018:

hahaha. thanks. X/.... this is my awkward, nervous smiley. all the best Frank!

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on July 10, 2018:

yes just een very busy.. but never for you

Li-Jen Hew on July 10, 2018:

Hi Mr Atanacio! ...I needed catching up with HP and found u havent started anything new...everything ok? hahaha

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on July 02, 2018:

thanks Richard hope all is well with you and your family

Richard Ricky Hale from West Virginia on June 30, 2018:

My man!!! Good to hear from you brother! The art, suspense and a thriller as always. Master storytelling at its best. Such a talent Frank, straight from the heart.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 24, 2018:

thank you Dana Tate

Dana Tate from LOS ANGELES on June 23, 2018:

Another masterpiece. You're crime thrillers always leave me panting for more.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 09, 2018:

thank you so much for reading my black rush...

John M McNally on June 09, 2018:

Tremendous flash fiction Frank, as always.

Reading your stories feels like knowing that someone is creeping up behind you but being too afraid to turn around - until it's too late, the twist gets you every time.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 09, 2018:

yeah you are.. specs? Like my glasses?

Li-Jen Hew on June 09, 2018:

Haha truth is, I cry alone. I haven't heard that phrase in a long time. I don't need your shoulders...I need your specs...nehh...just making things more confusing. :)

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 09, 2018:

so you got it? Ha..... I knew you would

Li-Jen Hew on June 09, 2018:

Hahah, then I wasn't in the mood to cry...otherwise I would be thinking of that right? Hehehe

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 09, 2018:

Yo Li-Jen... LOL Shoulders to cry on...

Li-Jen Hew on June 09, 2018:

Yo Frank. We're not done with our conversation. What is it with shoulders? Hahah. I want to understand you even though you are soooooo soooooo soooo far away from me.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 09, 2018:

Peggy Woods you are too kind... bless you

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on June 09, 2018:

I would like to think that the young woman leading him to the afterlife was his wife when she was young and that they would soon spend eternity together in happiness. All things would once again become clear.

You are a master at weaving these stories together.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 07, 2018:

Peg Cole thank you for always supporting my writing ..bless you

Peg Cole from Northeast of Dallas, Texas on June 07, 2018:

Frank, you've done it again - captured evasive moments of these eerie experiences of what it must feel like to die. I love your descriptions of the flash of memories and the aftermath along with the realization that life has passed.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 07, 2018:

Yeah Nell Rose, but did you love this one? LOL kidding thanks for visiting this page..:)

Nell Rose from England on June 07, 2018:

I love your stories, all compacted in a small piece, wonderful!

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 07, 2018:

Oh.. hi there Li-Jen.. thanks for stopping by... :) Frank

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 07, 2018:

Hari.. thanks for stopping by

Li-Jen Hew on June 07, 2018:

Hey Frank! Innovative story. One that revolves around a chair and can lead to other things. Thanks for the share! :)

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 07, 2018:

Yes Julian you hit it right on the head.. Got several emails telling me that they did not leave comments because they couldn't understand the flash fiction. I didn't think it was that difficult, I thought I was wrong until your comment.. or perhaps you just recognize it right away... thank you so much.. Frank

Hari Prasad S from Bangalore on June 07, 2018:

Frank, you are a possessed man. Coolest crime writer of hubpages.

- hari

Julian Lane from Yorba Linda, CA on June 06, 2018:

Frank... This is so good. I love how you handle the subject matter with such sureness yet subtly you force me to think about such things as is there an afterlife, and how random acts of evil or unintended outcomes surround us without our knowledge. You are a true weaver of words that grip my imagination and challenge my paradigms.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 06, 2018:

Sean thank you for supporting my work..my friend..

Ioannis Arvanitis from Greece, Almyros on June 06, 2018:

It is amazing how you can balance between hazy and clear, innuendo and obvious! This is talent. I bow to you, my friend, Frank.

Respect!

Sean

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 06, 2018:

All I can say is thank you..:)

Genna East from Massachusetts, USA on June 06, 2018:

All I can say, is "Wow!" Just brilliant, Frank.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 05, 2018:

bent not broken LOL

Clive Williams from Jamaica on June 05, 2018:

Great...now I know all writers are broke!

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 05, 2018:

I agree Rinita...:) And Clive you got the stinky part right...LOL

Clive Williams from Jamaica on June 05, 2018:

Very beautiful piece Frank. You must be stinking rich by now with all these movie clip writings.

Rinita Sen on June 05, 2018:

Elusiveness is the first step to clarity!!

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 04, 2018:

so you understood the ending?..alas!!! someone did thanks MsDora

Dora Weithers from The Caribbean on June 04, 2018:

You really master the layout of the plot to avoid giving away the ending before it ends. Never read it this way before. Exceptional!

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 04, 2018:

thanks for stopping by Rinita... I thought it was clear as to what was happening, but I guess I'm wrong :(

Rinita Sen on June 04, 2018:

You had me with the alternating heat and cold!! And now I have to go back to re-reading a Christie!

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 04, 2018:

really manatita.. harder to figure out? Thanks for that tid bit...:)

manatita44 from london on June 04, 2018:

Less gripping. Harder to figure out. The woman, the chair, the wall... a touch more mystery.

Another excellent piece.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 03, 2018:

Bill thanks for stopping by... have a good Sunday

Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on June 03, 2018:

Right about now I'm happy my name isn't Mitch Barr. :)

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 03, 2018:

Flourish and John thanks for visiting this page...:)

John Hansen from Queensland Australia on June 02, 2018:

A rivetting read, Frank. You da master.

FlourishAnyway from USA on June 02, 2018:

This was really compelling reading. You sure know how to write. I wanted to go put him in the chair myself.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 02, 2018:

thank you Nithya and Eric for visiting my page...:)

Nithya Venkat from Dubai on June 02, 2018:

Brilliant, spellbound from beginning to end.

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on June 02, 2018:

Frank I loved your portrayal of me as Mitch. Fantastic. I am so in there. Maybe you are Gandolf. You tore me away from my boy and it was well worth it.

Frank Atanacio (author) from Shelton on June 02, 2018:

Thank you Ann Carr and Coffee Queen for visiting my black rush...:)

Louise Powles from Norfolk, England on June 02, 2018:

I love reading your stories Frank. Thanks for posting. I always enjoy reading them.

Ann Carr from SW England on June 02, 2018:

Wow! That was mind-blowing, Frank. I was caught up in the action and the emotion. Brilliant!

Ann