Theed to Eden (Part Two)

Green!! Surrounded by green grass and multi-colored flowers. I stood on the steps of the shuttle port, surveying my surroundings. Small rolling knolls and beautiful brick houses and building lay before me. The air clean and fresh, puffy clouds drifted lazily across the mid day sky. The city of Eden’s Grief took my breath away…yet, something wasn’t right. It took me a moment, but I finally saw what it was. For all the buildings and small vendor shops and tents that were here, there wasn’t a soul to be seen. EG appeared in my eyes as a pristine ghost town. Again I pulled my data pad out and consulted the city map. A blinking curser with an arrow gave me a direction to Ebe’s Oasis.
Walking in the general direction the arrow indicated, I marveled at the beauty of EG. I couldn’t understand why it was so deserted? Where was everyone? I felt that EG was once a bustling metropolis, and as I walked, images crept into my mind of people gathered around each other laughing and joking, of businesses thriving, of many people coming from all over wanting to be here, so what happened?
I stopped next to a gazebo style structure in what appeared to be the middle of town. Directly in front of me stood a very large and imposing building. The plaque attached to the building read “Eden’s Grief City Hall”. Staring at the building, a very powerful feeling came over me. No, that’s not right, very powerful feelings! Came over me. I felt Love, sorrow, joy, anger, and a host of others. I knew this place! I had spent many a day right here on this spot. Vague memories of people that were important to me came to mind. Blue eyes…blue eyes? Now where did that come from?
Excitement and anxiety filled me. I wasn’t far from the waypoint now and started up the avenue toward its indicated direction. I walked past a med center, and between two large buildings. Both were on opposite sides of the street from each other. They were labeled as Guild Halls for groups called Babes, and EGO. Just past the Babes Guild hall I saw it, a big beautiful brick and stone house. I stood facing this two-story house, with a balcony and large archway in front; I was standing next to a fountain that was placed right in front of it. I glanced at my waypoint indicator and confirmed that this was the place.
Again, the feelings that had hit me when I first stood in front of EG’s city hall, pounded at me. I rushed up the steps to the house, and the door slid open automatically, revealing a darkened interior hall. I stopped at the door. I knew this was my house, I knew that inside lay parts of my past, maybe clues or the answer as to why I was on Dathomier, yet I was hesitant to just enter. The greater part of my mind screamed to go inside, find out who I was, but a small area whispered, “You don’t want to know”.
Ultimately, the need to know buried the fear, and I entered.