I had no idea where I was or what I was doing here. The light is hazy, like dusk on the plains, the air smells slightly sweet, in front of me is a crowd of things.. They're monsters staring at me in silence,
I fall to my knees a loud booming voice ringing in my ears
SPEAK
TELL US YOUR RULES
"What Rules!" I cry out. "What do you mean."
A hundred voices in my head i
t seems like scream at me instructions. I don't understand. It hurts. I feel ill. There is a sudden silence and one single low voice starts speaking to me.
"Sir, tell us how you would govern a new world.What would you demand of its people."
I don't understand, the voice repeats itself. I now know these things are reading my thoughts.
I sit on the ground, the ill feeling in my stomach gone, looking out at this crowd, not monsters but aliens. a whole lot of them, many different looking ones.
I try to think
the voice tells me to collect myself
i stand up
i speak
The first rule of my people is to: Love your neighbor
With that my mind is once again rushed with thoughts and voices but know images, images of the most horrid things we've done to each other.Murders, War, so much violence.
silence again
the lone voice cries out to me: Your people aren't ready yet, they do not follow their own laws.
The monsters begin to fade, leaving this place, wherever we are.. Their shapes and movements so foreign to me, frightening.
The lone voice comforts me. We all were once like yours.
