The Void Behind the Window

The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his “room” ie her new yet warmer and more luxurious prison......

So how did it get here you may ask? Well, it started with...

I stared out helpless from my grimy prison mesh window. There were cracks in the glass from years of attempted escapes and neglect so I had a view of the end of all things.

It was a snowy Christmas morning. Ironically on a white Christmas Day in the year of our Lord 2030, the world as we knew it was coming to an end.

For one thing it was frigid cold, my breath steaming form me like an ice dragon imprisoned waiting to be freed.

From the snippets of what I’ve heard from fellow inmates the world outside is worse than the inside. Global warming has killed off most of the species of the world, overpopulation has resulted in drastic genocidal culls in the poor populous. World War Three or coined by the newspapers as “War of Extermination”, is well under way and waged at the turn of 2023.

As for me: why am I in the slammer (as Americans call it)?

I brutally murdered my rapist. I castrated him and burned the rest of the mangled corpse. I was banged up for life without parole for that transgression. I do not regret or take back what I did. He deserved it.

Anyways back to the crack in the window. I am abnormally tall so I had a good vantage view over my tiny cellmate girlfriend (she was locked up for being a hacker and violent anarchist burning down the Houses of Parliament-funnily enough on the night of 5th November 2025)

What I could glimpse through the snowstorm was endless shadow monsters roaming the empty streets, fields and shops. Any unlucky survivors are pounced on and torn to shreds and feasted on and drained of blood, leaving only behind a clean bloodied skeleton.

I vowed, after having to witness a poor skinny child get dragged into a snowy foggy alleyway screaming, that I would escape and document in a series of journals the last of my days in the frozen radioactive hell that used to be my world before I perish or end it myself so those shadow monsters don't get to me first.
It was my prison girlfriend’s idea. She reckoned that the cracks in the glass through the mesh would break easier if a fire was started near it, the mesh more flexible and brittle thus easier to bend.

Luckily for her, I’m still a chain smoker so always keep a handy source of fire hidden in my cleavage. The alcohol in my cigarette lighter was still warm and handily hidden between my ballooning breasts.

Unfortunately that asshole rapist I killed did impregnate me. I am 7 months pregnant. My girlfriend always made sure I had more food so I could make enough milk for my unborn child, she is a keeper for sure.

While I heated the glass and mesh she set to work gathering our scant belongings food and clothes, which took less than 10 minutes. She kept watching as I carefully and swiftly removed shards of glass defrosting. Turned out it the window was only held together by ice and cobwebs. And the mesh too was clay-like once defrosted and was relatively easy to rip up.

We waited (on high alert in case the giant brutish prison guard came by) about 20-odd minutes for the window to be easier to smash away.

Altogether it took an hour to make a hole big enough for a human to squeeze through. And another half hour before we actually escaped. Once I dropped gently down on the snowy bush and then slid down to the hard compacted snowy pavement.

A skipped how’s it looking? heartbeat a paused breath, wait...no sound. Good, phew!

We scanned around how’s it looking? No one in sight, the snow storms and thick fog obscuring us from beady eyes as we escaped our prison.

Then…rapid footsteps crunching as someone fast and heavy ran behind me and a CRASH of massive pain exploded behind my head, my vision blurred and darkness consumed me… but not before I heard the dying screams of agony of my prison girlfriend…

Violet……violet…..VIOLET

I awoke with a start and a small breath escaped me my eyes snapping open.

I was puzzled at first to find myself in a king sized bed, warm soft and clean smelling of lavender. The deep indigo violet sheets a downy cotton and puffy. My head was resting on memory foam pillows furry and feather light. Sleep and pain still edged my thoughts and awareness and I could feel the beginnings of a pounding migrane. I made a move to sit up only to find an arm gently but firmly wrapped around my reclining naked body. A man’s arm, strong, tough muscles and a thick, corse, jet black and streaked grey hairy arms . His skin was soft but white as snow.

His other arm was cradling my swollen pregnant belly stroking it with his thumb. He (to my surprise) was naked too, but yet…I wasn’t scared or felt invaded. I felt as though I was laid next to my lover after a night of passion.

I lowered back down as to not wake him and stared sleepy around the bedroom. It was neatly and tastefully furnished in a vintage style, with antique thrifted furniture and rug, the walk in wardrobe looked like the entrance to a fairy kingdom carved from oak and engraved with fine Ivy and fairy creatures, so life like I thought in my daze they were real. The theme was shades of purple; the ceiling painted to mimic outer space so much so it looked like it was opened to the heavens.

Then I turned to face him and caught my breath. He was beautiful, a pinnacle of manhood. His face sleeping softly was carved out of soft white alasbaster; his long jet black hair mingled with my tight curly mess of firery auburn hair. He had a trimmed mustasche and short beard streaked with steel grey, and funny enough pointed ears. He looked ageless.

Had it been him that took me away, that killed my girlfriend and seriously concussed me? Or did he save me?

I can answer all that when he awakes. I write scribbling this all down in my journal, an old school book using a pencil I sharpened with my Swiss Army knife. I will keep this updated when I can, and now I must stop for he stirs as I write my farewell for my end/or perhaps beginning?

We shall see. Farewell for now…