1) The Passage, day 21.

Day 21,

Why?

This is wrong. It's totally wrong.

It's impossible.

What’s wrong with you, Sky?

No, it's not possible.

I'm still drunk from yesterday. The booze of survival were well deserved.

It is the only explanation.

Or it's just another projection of my dreams. Just another intertwining with the reality of my destroyed mind.

I have to write what I'm seeing, or I will not remember.

But why am I imagining two moons!

What does this say of my obscure mind?

I see them there, reflected perfectly on the sea in front of me: one is more or less like the Moon but definitely bluer, as if it were covered entirely with blue glass; and the other ... a bright golf ball in the sky. A luminous ruby. A beating heart in the night.

Something that should not exist ...

I have to wake up. Why can’t I wake up?

What is going on? I cannot understand! Why do I see two moons!

I do not understand!

And the sea is covered with lights floating in the darkness. It's like a carpet of fireflies ... I'm scared.

Help.

Where am I?

What's up with me?

Why is it getting so dark?

Where are