There was a pool of water, and it reflected the colorful sky above.

I screamed and my fists came down upon the water. But instead of hitting solid, I fell through the mirror water, and found myself floating in blue water, which became darker and darker as I descended. Suddenly I saw a light behind me, and I turned and reached for it, but I couldn't scream out and I fell through the water and out into the sky, where I fell, fell, fell, down to the roof of the highest building. I fell. I hit the ground. I exploded into thousands of colored glass, and the colored blood inside me splashed onto every memory I had.

Now I don't know. Every part of me is scattered and I'm missing the time and the life. I'm missing the light. I'm missing the colors. The real ones. The ones that had life in them.