Backwards Revelation

+Backwards Revelation


1.

The heat! The fire! I look around. I watch myself reform from ash, as my parts begin to take form once again, and people seem to move in an odd way outside the furnace. I believe that this is my death, as it shall be, in 64 or so odd years. People I do not recognize but look like me stand outside the furnace. Tears that un-sizzle themselves from the floor, and travel upwards back into their eyes. I am suddenly lifted, out of the furnace, and I travel away, as I watch a person behind me talk to his wife.

2.

I am slid into a casket, and I watch a pair of cold hands close it upon me. I wish it would go by faster, as I feel myself being lifted up, and transported. I close my eyes, and concentrate on moving backwards faster.

3.

I can move my mind out of my head, and see in a thrid person view. I look around my casket, as an american flag is draped over it. An endless line of soldiers surrounds me, and they lift their guns, some of them barely holding onto there current blank emotionless face, and slaute me one last time. O must've been a casulaty. One of the many. I wonder what year it is. I move time further back.

4.

Explosions. Blood. People missing limbs, as they climb down a hill, and vehicles that move unrelaxed, like a ghost moving at right angles through a dark house. And a single soldier that's running in front, waving the American flag. Through my eyes. two soldiers move away from me, as I stare blankly into the dark sky, as rockets and bullets fly over my head, the word death painted on them in blood red dispair as it dripped over all of our heads. I get up, and an explosion seems to fill the dirt back into a crater that was left there by a mortar. I see a lone arm and leg come spiraling at me out of nowhere, as I realize all the blood and limbs, they belong to me, and they reattach, as I see the fibers sew themselves back to gether, the cells and enzyme moving backwards with me. Suddenly, I have a gun. A rifle. A weapon of death. I watch soldier after soldier stand up, as bullets suddenly load themselves back into the gun, and muzzle flashes just seem to suddenly suck themselves back up. I felt that I was missing something from the future, so I sped back into time again.

5. I lay bleeding on a hospital table, as people around me look at me with suddenly morose eyes fixed upon my face, as they sew my limbs back on. my arm, which is white is reattached. I cannot bear to watch this. I speed even faster backwards through time.

6. I am suddenly jerked up off of my arm, as a parachute behind me opens like the wings of an eagle, they pull me back into the air, as I soar above the clouds, and yellow streaks of the bullets tear other parachutes. Blood red gases wuckly un-subside themselves back into the form of a Human being, as an unidentified plane from a country I once knew flys backwards through time, the people being thrown out of the propellors. I do a quick backflip, and my parachute suddenly goes back into my backjpack, and I am on a plane. I back up, as other soldiers come to join me. I feel something in my mind click. I suddenly speed back through time, without any sort of mental consent.

7. Why am I seing black? What's wrong? A strong sliding motion rips me from my fake slumber. I am extremely cold now, as a man dressed in white with a medical mask looks at me. I look around. he mutters something under his breath that I cannot perceive. I am intrigued by this. it seems important enough. I stop time. I focus on being a human, and my view adjust itself to a certain viewpoint, mos tlikely from me.