Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Colors of the Soul Chapter 2 --------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------CHAPTER 2 I can remember going home, pulling into the driveway and being extremely perplexed at the for sale sign in front of our house.We had never discussed selling our house. Mena's car was'nt in the drive way but that was'nt to unusual ..she sometimes let the bitch ( yeah that was my name for my daughter after what she pulled) borrow it. I was surprised upon entering thew house to see that it was bare. No livingroom furnature, not a thing in the diningroom.I went from room to room discovering it was completely vacant. I found several boxes stacked in the garage and discovered it was what was left of my cloths.Seems someone had taken either a knife or scissors to everything. Nothing was left but several boxes of rags. My book collection ..the ones i had been collecting since i had discovered books at the age of 12, was a pile of ashes in the back yard , nothing was left except a few scraps. I had never told Mena the value..to her they were always junk..to me they were priceless..to a collector worth several thousand dollars. I was staring at the ashes when i heard the dorrbell and went to answer it. The guy at the door asked if i was Jack ________ and when i had replied that i was,he handed me some papers and stated "You have been served" and walked away. I stood there watching him get into his car and drive away while tried to fanthom what the hell was going on. I finally closed the door and glanced at the papers,my mind realed as i realized what they were ..Divorce papers and a restraining order. I dont remember anything after that..until i woke up in a hospital,strapped to a bed 10 days later. I wont go into to much detail of my stay in the hospital,those of you who have ever spent any time there will know what goes on.The endless test,temp taking, blood pressure checks,nurses coming in at various times to take blood.Doctors coming in and looking at your chart and basically ignoring you or talking to you as if you know what the fuck they are talking about.All that i could have handled and did so with stony silence.What i couldnt understand was the colors!! Ever since i woke up...I had noticed that most of the people i had seen were surrounded by colors.Not just any colors but three basic ones RED, Black and Yellow. As i said most of them had this colorish glow but not all, some had no colors at all and both times i tried to mention this fact to someone,well lets just say i learned to keep my mouth shut. It was during this time...(the time i woke up and just prior to being transferred to the state mental institution) that i learned that i had died,actually been pronounced brain dead for nearly 10 minutes.I was actually enroute to the morgue when the orderly noticed i was breathing and rushed me back to the emergency room. Two days passed with me strapped to the hospital bed before i was visited. Nope your wrong...neither the bitch or her mother.The local police.I was informed that i had been remanded to the state mental institution for a period not to exceed 30 days while i was evaluated by the head fuckers there. The officer asked me several questions that i basically ignored while i stared at the black glow that surrounded him.When i questioned him about it he glanced around and became extremely nervous before ending his questions and beating a hasty retreat. Several days later three uniformed police officers arrived, unstrapped me from the bed.Allowed me to change from the hospital garb into the clothes i had been brought in wearing.They then attached handcuffs and leg retraints before leading me out of the room and down the service elevator to an awaiting van. It took a little over an hour to drive across the city to the state mental institution where i was to spend the next month. CHAPTER 3 If you have never been inside a mental institution lets just say you havent missed anything.The patients (yeah they refer to us as patients) are paired up with another and housed in double rooms.Mine was a guy who had split personalities named george,he had 3 of them.Two were guys and i got along with them ok, the 3rd was a female named joey who just wanted to suck my cock.Which helped pass the time alot quicker.No I didnt mind...I mean what the hell he/she could deep throat and swallowed.That in itself was more than my X had ever done in our 22 years of marriage so i wasnt complaining. I spent most of my time there walking the corridors when i wasnt depositing a load of cum down georges/joey's throat Anyway, it was during these walks that i noticed something that bothered me.Most of the "patients" had no colors but the staff...well it seemed that most of them whenever they were together would darken a room to where i could barely see anything and not only that but sometimes they changed colors alternating between black then to yellow and back again.The other thing i noticed was that there wasnt that many reds and that i had my own color..yup you guessed it.I was a red . I hadnt seen any other reds for the first few days since arriving until one day i met Doc. I call him Doc, but that isnt his name.I promised him i wouldnt give it out.I was sitting with my back to the doorway smoking a cigarette.When I had the strangest feeling come over me,I swear the hair on the back of my head stood on end.I turned and saw Doc standing there watching me his colors were as bright as mine and i felt a kind of kinship,*shrugs* only way i can explain it.He nodded at me and then asked if he could join me at the table.Once seated he quietly cautioned me against revealing what i see, and said he would explain in more detail later. Over the next several weeks Doc and I became close..not like friends or lovers...more like teacher and student. Doc told me all about what i was seeing and what i had become. He began by telling me that i was no longer quite human.That in itself was shocking, what really turned my world upside down was when he told me our history. * Several thousand years prior..there had been three races that had occupied this planet. Identical in looks and genetics,but different in mentality,Almost like a triage.The three seperate groups had co existed until nearly 10 thousand years prior both the yellows and the blacks had started a genocide against the reds.With surprise and speed on thier side nearly all the reds had been slaughtered, except for a tiny few who had secreted themselves away and hid .The cause of the slaughter isnt remembered..it could have been anything from jeolosy to morality. That doesnt matter now..with the reds supposidly extinct..the yellows and blacks intermingled and became one single people.The reds with the passing of time were forgotten. Meanwhile, the survivors of the reds slowly grew and spread out.Hiding within plain sight and continued to expand.For reasons no one knows or understands...some reds never gain realization and live thier lives as yellows or blacks.Some are born with the knowledge that they are different,and others like me...have it thrust upon them.Since reds were the distinct minority we avoided any publicity and furiously guarded our existance from others. Doc told me that he had started work here at the institution just in case some other reds had awakened.I was the 3rd in the 15 years he had worked there and the only one that had a chance to escape imprisonment.The other two ..well one was silenced and the other had hung herself. Dic related to me the changes that i would come to realize...the way i was able to see very clearly at night, the gift of sight...explaining that only the reds could see the colors that surrounded the others.And then he went on to explain the NEED...simply put..the reds were overcome with lust every couple of weeks.It would be so strong a feeling that it would over come any resistance. If it was unfufilled the we would die a very painful death. The NEED could only be satisfied by sex..long periods of uninterupted sex. Doc explained that the average red ...didnt matter male or female required this outlet and on occasion these could last 10 to 24 hours depending upon the individual. I learned alot from Doc while i went through the manditory 30 day incarceration. I finally was able to convince the head fuckers that i wouldnt kill myself again and i was realeased.Doc wished me well and reminded me that very soon i would experience the NEED for myself, adding that i had best be very careful.