by The Eurostar
The EPS:
Edulcore Cicciotto:
I'm lying on the bed in my compound. Next to me is Vidalia, snoring. We have made love this evening for the first time. Now she sleeps, while I'm not able to. The sex is fantastic with her, and not because it was months I had not made love with a woman.
When was the last time? Lorelei, at the circus. The circus. I wonder where they are now. The European tour. What was his name? Wong, I think. The owner.
Why all this time have I never thought about them? About M'xy and Naecken, my friends, and Danny, Tobias, and Velo. And that loon, what was his name? Nowhereman, right. And the new guy, Lance Lorenzo. And what about the woman, the one that arrived to reveal that Danny was kept a prisoner at Malvan-X. I allowed her to join our ranks. What was her name? I don't remember.
Why have I never thought about them all this time? Like something or someone prevents me from even remembering them. And now that I think about it, the more I fell in love with Vidalia, the more the experiences of the past seemed distant. Could love be so total, so exclusive to exclude my past from my life? And why I have fallen so deep for this woman?
I turn to her, sleeping next to me, her long blonde hair, usually tied, now free to flow over the pillow. I watch her sensual lips, her firm breasts... And suddenly something moves in the shadows, at the rim of my field of vision.
I turn, and, back in the black, there is the dwarf I dreamed about sometime in the past, standing at the foot of the bed and watching me silently. I jump to sit on the bed, as Vidalia still sleeps.
The dwarf extends his right hand toward me. I catch it, and he causes me to come out of my body, like my body was nothing more than loose clothing. I turn back to look, and I am still there, lying next to Vidalia.
The dwarf still doesn't say a word. We are flying up and up, across all the floor of the EPS headquarters, to the surface. We are heading to the slums, to the poorest part of the city, and then into the sewers.
And there, there is a whole city made of caverns, holes in the grounds, where people live.
Metahumans. Many of them I have seen before, the ones I helped to freed from the Zoo.
And they talk. They talk about the killing of many metas in a secret prison in the south. They say that among the killers there was the Eurostar. They say I am a traitor, and that the revolution is dead.
I cry, and all becomes dark.
When I reopen my eyes, I am still in my compound, and Vidalia is still snoring gently. Wow. Luckily it was a dream. It was months since I had this kind of dream, but before they were common.
Better get back to bed.
And only now I notice that my body is still in the bed, while I am outside. I walk toward it and enter it like going into a car. I try the opposite, and it works. I can enter and exit my body at will. My soul enters and exits my body at my will.
Incredible. But I am not in the mood for joy.
This means what I have seen and heard in the slums was for real. This means I have betrayed my own people.