Deep Thinking pt.4

It was past 9:03. Tessa was dressing up in a saggy white shirt and baggy beige pants. She was using lots of bracelets and necklaces with peace and love signs on it. She gave a hat with an eagle symbol on, green shorts, and they left on bikes. They went down the dirt drive way and biked for about an hour. Than they stopped at a trail, left their bikes and began hiking. They hiked for hours and the moon was way up above their heads. It was a new moon. The trail was getting denser and denser. The branches were scratching the boys legs. He was dripping blood, but continued. Beats and voices was being heard from the distance. The sound of drums was getting louder every time the boy scratched his leg more. Flames and gloom was increasing and the movement was visible.

As they got close enough, they saw people with masks dancing around three fires holding staffs with a glow on the top of it. Some had a kind of a hood covering their faces and playing drums, others had their eyes covered and singing. Tessa joined and danced with in the ritual. The boy sat near a old man with a mask that had such a long beard that it would reach the ground. The man with the mask had a bowl on his hand and was eating from it. He offered one to the boy. He accepted. The boy felt an urge to dance around the three fires also. He look at Tessa and she had a mask on. After touching his face, the boy realized he also had a mask on. The beat was sinking in his mind. His mind was melting. His mind wasn't the same. The flames were getting bigger and bigger, till the point his whole body was red. Soon, he looked alike with all the others. Tessa was going to a cave and invited the boy in. The cave had purple, green, yellow, and red paintings. The cave was the center of the Earth. Tessa took the boy deeper and deeper in the cave. It was getting really dark. The only guidance for the explorers was a glowing ball. The glowing ball was blue and white, and was far away. Tessa stopped and told the boy he should get to the end of the cave, where the gloom was.

When he reached the ball, he observed that an old monkey was holding a staff with the glowing ball at the top.

"Goooyahsiibbaaa" grudged the monkey.

"Wabduaaaaraa. Comamamannuuuu!" responded the boy

"Young boy, the voice you have been reaching for lies before your eyes" said the wise monkey.

"I don't understand. Nooo nooooo noooooooooooothhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiinggg mmmmaaaaakkkk..." struggled the boy to say.

"Young boy, the voice you have been reaching for lies before your eyes, all you need to do is get it." repeated the wise monkey.

"Be moreeeee spppeeeeciiiiiiiiiiiiifffffffffiiiii..." struggled the boy again.

The boy was being dragged from the cave with immense force. His head was hitting the rocks and paintings. It was half open. He was out of the cave, and Tessa was holding him with a wet white cloth over the top of his head. The boy felt relieved. She put him on her back, but when he looked back, saw the people without the masks. They were monkeys. Tessa brought him to her house and they went to sleep. This night, on the same bed.