The day it all ended was a day just like any other. Carl woke from his slumber and opened the door to his house. He left to the market and whistled a cheery tune. As usual the market was buzzing with chatter, laughter, children screaming, and dogs yelping. Carl found what he had been searching for. Her scent called to him from across the way. His feet lifted from the ground as her irresistible aroma grabbed hold of him and pulled him near.
Jenna was working at her mother's floral stand, trimming the delectable flowers. He saw her and his heart began to pound. Today was the day he would ask for her hand in marriage. The ring burned a hole in his pocket as he glided to her stand. She smiled sweetly when she saw his face and kissed him on the cheek. He took her hand and pulled her away from her job. Her mother waved with a sweet grin on her face.
Jenna giggled and blew a kiss to her mom, then turned and followed Carl. He took her to a near by park and rested in the shade of a large oak. Carl's hands were sweating and his grasp grew tighter.
"Carl my dear, what is the matter?" Jenna asked with concern in her voice.
"Nothing love," his voice quivered, "it's just, I have a very important question to ask of you."
"Well ask away my dear Carlton." She smiled.
Carl trembled with fear as he stood up. He put a hand out for Jenna and she eased to her feet. Carl tried to bend his knee, but it was locked. Finally after a fight with the denying ligaments, they gave in.
Suddenly, a shrill shriek came from the market place.
"What's that? There! In the sky?!" Carl followed the chubby woman's finger to a black hole. The voices all started at once and meshed together to make a panicked growl. Carl quickly grabbed Jenna by they waist.
"What is it?" She asked.
"I... uh... I don't quite know." Carl confessed. A breeze picked up growing stronger and stronger. A whirring sound came from the hole. A woman shrieked as a small dog was lifted into the air and suck through the hole. Smaller children were now floating and everyone began to scream and run away. Carl reacted quickly and ran to the market. He grabbed a rope and tied it around his waist then to the tree. He also grabbed Jenna and began to tie her up as well, but the gust was too strong and they were both elevated into the air.
"Don't let go!" Jenna cried.
Carl's fingers slipped and Jenna flew away and was sucked into the hole. Carl screamed and cried her name. He quickly unfastened himself and was swept away. The hole had such forceful power as it sucked at his skin. He cried in fear and pain. the hole sucked with a much stronger force now and Carl looked back at the world, or what it once was. The tree he had been tied to up rooted and was a dagger in the air. It hit Carl in the head and he passed out.
When Carl woke, everything was white. He had no shadow, there was not scent, there was no sound.
"Jenna!" He screamed.
No response came. Carl began to walk. There was no depth or perception. He felt as if her was not moving. where was the ground? Where was the sky? Was this a form of purgatory? All of his questions went unanswered.
He kept walking. There was no time, no day light, nor night time, but his body was still human and it desired food. He kept walking through the vast nothingness. Eventually Carl's body collapsed and he began to weep. Food deprived and dehydrated, he crumpled into a ball.
Jenna was amongst the vapid endless white. Her tear stained face had no longer any emotion. she walked until her stomach could no longer remain empty and she collapsed, but for the first time since she entered this white hell, she felt something warm. She tried to open her eyes and they finally met his. Carl smiled a faint grin with her hand in his. Then the white room began to spin. Hues mixed to make a kaleidoscope of color. Carl looked to his side. Jenna in a white veil and all. She clenched his hand as they recited their vows. He kissed her lips and swept her off her feet. He carried her to their carriage and rode off to love for eternity as their bodies rotted in the everlasting world of nothingness.
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