Every so often they would come in
Turn the lights on and ask me questions
Then record my responses
Never showing emotion
They only asked and observed
Perhaps seaching for certain responses
The room had no windows
I could not truely tell
If it was day or night
My memories were blurred
And with each passing test
They only grew more clouded
The observers returned again
This time not asking
But telling
They told me things
Both mundane and strange
Supposed events and occurrences
Whether they were in the future
Or the distant past
I did not know
I listened to and answered
The faceless observers
For what seemed like days
The time came
When they seemed satisfied
With the knowledge I had gained
And they endeavoured
To show me one final thing
By wheeling out a simple mirror
They faced it towards me
And what I saw looking back
Shocked me to my core
In the dim relection
I saw a strange machine
With churning part and glowing orbs
This machine was me
Though I knew not how
For it was not a form I recalled
One of the larger observers explained
I was the last intelligence
Of a long extinct race
In fact they told me
I was the last individual intelligence
In the universe
For they were all part
Of a greater hive mind
That had absorbed all creation
They planned to bring me
Before that grand being itself
Once preperations were made
Silently and without emotion
They left the room
And turned the lights off again
I was alone again
I, the sole survivor
Brought back from the oblivion
Of an antiquated age
To face the god of this one
Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 1:24 PM UTC
Every so often they would come in
Turn the lights on and ask me questions
Then record my responses
Never showing emotion
They only asked and observed
Perhaps seaching for certain responses
The room had no windows
I could not truely tell
If it was day or night
My memories were blurred
And with each passing test
They only grew more clouded
The observers returned again
This time not asking
But telling
They told me things
Both mundane and strange
Supposed events and occurrences
Whether they were in the future
Or the distant past
I did not know
I listened to and answered
The faceless observers
For what seemed like days
The time came
When they seemed satisfied
With the knowledge I had gained
And they endeavoured
To show me one final thing
By wheeling out a simple mirror
They faced it towards me
And what I saw looking back
Shocked me to my core
In the dim relection
I saw a strange machine
With churning part and glowing orbs
This machine was me
Though I knew not how
For it was not a form I recalled
One of the larger observers explained
I was the last intelligence
Of a long extinct race
In fact they told me
I was the last individual intelligence
In the universe
For they were all part
Of a greater hive mind
That had absorbed all creation
They planned to bring me
Before that grand being itself
Once preperations were made
Silently and without emotion
They left the room
And turned the lights off again
I was alone again
I, the sole survivor
Brought back from the oblivion
Of an antiquated age
To face the god of this one
