A Wave Of Sadness

Part 1
I awoke and it was dark. Complete and utter darkness I could feel a wall behind me and two on both sides of me. The cold concrete beneath me gave me chill bumps and left me confused. I pushed myself into the corner and tried to gather my bearings. 

I sat in silence, but no memory hit me like I was expecting. Nothing came to me. No explanation of my presence; I was just here. My name is Willow Conroy, I was born June 3rd of 1984 and I live... My mind drew a blank. I could not recall a place of residency, a job, a family... Nothing. 

Slowly I stood on shaky feet and decided my best bet was to walk up the hallway. Fear was clutching me and I tried my hardest to fight it off. I mean, I didn't even know who I was so maybe this was a common occurrence. Although that didn't make much sense, I tried to cling to that hope. 

As I slithered slowly up the hall with my fingers glued to the wall I began to notice the presence of light. I saw nothing emitting it but it comforted me slightly. I heard it before I felt it. The loud but distant rush. The scream of the water droplets clashing to the cement. Then I felt it. The whole hallway shoot with vibrations. In the soft light my visions was limited, but just as my out reached arm touched water my eyes refastened the wall about to consume me. It crashed into me like a load of bricks. A shock physically and mentally. I was immersed and overwhelmed by the water that seemed to be everywhere. I panicked and lashed out in search of air. When I finally found the surface I was pushed under by another deadly wave. As I struggled with the water, groping the walls in search of escape a phrase and a picture came to my mind: Wave of Sadness. This tugged at my heart, leaving me crying in my struggle to survive. This sadness hit me hard. As soon as I recognized it a piece of me came back to me. The death of my father. 

"He's gone."
The moment the words left my brother's lips I knew I wouldn't recover. The pain in my heart didn't make sense or let up either. For months on end  I would be beneath a wave only to emerge for precious seconds. The sudden broad side... The intensity. I wish I hadn't had to be reminded in such a vivid way.

The water level soon lowered until it disappeared completely. I was left exhausted on the wet ground. My only desire was to rest. I knew this sadness would kill me. It was to much. But it was the one scrap of myself I had reclaimed. I would cling to it with everything I had within me. I cried, and then I slept.