Is… is this thing on? Can you hear me?
Statement of… Jean Descolauch, regarding an experience with… the falling titan.
Subject recording directly, uhm. On his own. With only this tape recorder as company. Huh.
I think I have to introduce myself, don’t I? I‘m not quite sure who I am. I am one of many Descoles, I am the only Leek… I think. I am however living with my fiancé, that‘s what’s sure, and… there are plans of a wedding, but I‘m not sure how well that will go on with these recent events.
I suppose it all started with that godforsaken book. Ex Altiora, it read. I figured out that much in the meantime. I had it with me that day, you know. I was planning on inquiring Hershel further about it. I don’t know what compelled me to act as I did, but- it- the book never reached Hershel. I threw it away. I threw it in the Thames.
I can’t even remember why. Maybe I finally began to distrust He- maybe I just had hoped the ozone smell would fade. But well, the book was washed away, the smell stayed, and that’s when the real trouble began.
I went along my day, finished my errands, and soon was set to head home. Then, there he was. A man appeared behind me. I‘m sure he wasn’t there before. I assure you- I‘m absolutely certain! I‘d have seen him on my way, I‘d have noticed and- well this is no matter now. He was there from one moment to the next one. Immediately, he grabbed my shoulder, leaving me no time to react, and sending… something like an electric charge through my body. I jumped and must’ve dropped my groceries, but the man did not let go. I finally got a look at him. He looked so… ordinary. Like any man you‘d see on the street. Any man you‘d overlook on the street. The look in his eyes, however… I don’t think I‘ll forget it. Like pure horror…. like he‘d seen the end of times.
I remember his words. It’s Eternity, he said. It’s Eternity up there. I hastily shook his hand off my shoulder, still distraught by the touch and I think I left him standing there to just, you know, run off, leave the situation to never think of it again.
But for some reason, I stumbled.
A rapid shift in climate, a sudden loss of orientation.
And the pressure. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move. Up and down were lost.
There were only the clouds.
Grey, stormy clouds, as far as I could see. A harsh contrast to the violent sun of before. I kept falling- further and further, for endlessly long and ridiculously short. Time was gone, washed away by the dull grey that surrounded me.
The adrenaline that filled me at first quickly washed of, replaced by a dreadful panic that did not allow me to think.
I hadn’t even noticed the lightning at first.
I tensed, I tried to breathe. Blinding beams of light danced around me, appeared from the clouds and disappeared just as quickly as they came.
Sometimes the light would come close enough to scorch my coat, but the fall would not allow a flame.
And it was all so incredibly loud.
I could almost make out words.
Not afraid that it‘ll kill us!
A horrible dance, a taunting song, a taunting song at my cost.
Join us, they sang. Chase the fall!
A song in my ears. I felt lost. I felt loved. I felt.
And I did. I joined them. I had nothing left to lose, after all.
I suppose I reached out with my hand, because the light immediately reached back.
Lightning, light my way, and so on.
Have you ever been struck by lightning? No. No, of course not.
You see, that’s the funny thing about pain. Once you risk it, you never expect it to be as bad. Until it actually strikes you.
Would you like to know of this pain? Why am I asking. You wouldn’t let me leave this room if I didn’t tell you.
It’s white, it’s cold, and yet it’s so very hot. Imagine being burned, being stung, being poisoned, all at once. From the inside out.
You want to scream, you want to cry, you want to hide away from it, but there is nowhere to go. It’s only you and the three hundred million volts of energy, clawing and biting its way through you, until there is nothing left to claw and bite through and you get tossed aside like an unwanted toy.
In the brief moment before the electricity reached my brains to completely shut me down, I… I think I saw a figure through the clouds.
When I came to, I was back on earthly grounds.
I tried to get up, I suppose. I also suppose that I failed.
Everything was hurting. Everything was numb. It still is.
A horrible ache in my hand. My arm, hanging limp at my side.
My coat, burned to pieces.
A lavender mark, decorating my fingers and spreading further and further up my limb.
But the solid ground beneath me was all that mattered.
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