deep story nr. 169 | open questions | by Ucha

I took a deep breath and tried to organize my thoughts. Perhaps
there was a simple explanation for all these things. I'll just
tell my colleague ‘Lighter’ about my discovery later, he will
surely be able to shed light on this matter. The most important
thing was to get out of this claustrophobic vault. Driven by the
adrenaline rush of the last few minutes, I rushed like a cheetah
through the narrow hallways and corridors until I was back at the
door that didn't stop me with its warning on the way out. I
wished I had never passed through that door.
A few minutes later I was back in the huge hall of the
‘Kathedral’. The rave continued at full speed and the crowd had
already danced itself into ecstasy. Bodies jerked uncontrollably
across the dance floor and no foot stood still. Everything was in
motion and stomped incessantly to the pulsating sound coming out
of the speakers. I felt a tremendous energy. Driven by the fuel
of music and by happiness hormones, the dancers pushed themselves
to their physical limits and danced themselves into a frenzy.
This unique atmosphere sucked me in artfully and devoured me
within seconds. I threw myself into the crowd full of joy and let
myself drift. A myriad of colors penetrated through my closed
eyes and I lost myself in a sea of lights, until suddenly I was
torn from my state of bliss by a rough touch.


Lighter pulled me aside and looked at me sharply. "Where have you
been all this time? The bars are in desperate need of supplies! I
know the music is amazing, but you'll have to put off dancing
until later! Go back there, the iron door. Here's the key, now go
get some beer." Before I could say anything back, Lighter shoved
me in the direction of the steel door and disappeared into the
crowd. Yet I still had so many questions....