To Search for the Light

Step after step after step we took. I can't stop staring at my feet. Not that I could differentiate it from the feet next to mine nor from the other feet next to it. Feet, feet, feet everywhere. And step after step after step we took.

The procession was so quite - almost ghostlike. I was sure, though, that we were all human. For one, I could feel the brief encounter with the man next to me everytime his shoulder brushed mine. And I could also feel the occasional pressure of feet on my foot. Then, as soon as it came, it withdrew. And step after step after step we took.

I can see it. Heck, I've seen it for some time now, but the parade of people moves a little bit too slow. Eternity passed by and yet, the target didn't move that much closer. And step after step after step we took.

The sound. Monotonous. Flap flap, flap flap. What else is there to hear apart from feet on marble. And unless  I remember wrong, the cool marble floor was white. But now, it's neither white nor cool. Warm, in fact, from the transfer of heat from thousands of pairs of feet. Black, in fact, from the endless sea of feet. And step after step after step we took.

Yes. Closer. Yes, closer. Yes, closer!! Closer!!! Closer!!!!

And step after step after step we took. But, this time, the white starts popping up here and there. The discomfort from the lacking of personal space lifted. The ventilation got better.

Free at last! Still, step after step after step we took. Step after step after step towards the light. Step after step after step into the light. Step after step after step into whatever unknown world blinded by the light.