A Gentle Movement

Jack strolls out of the hospital in shambles, struck with a sense of motion. Bypassing his anxieties leads him further down the unknown path that his empty husk encourages. Once he ventures to an abandon car park, with no phone or direction, Jack stands in awe as his next step feels like a million and lands him upon a grass field. After his gaze settles, Jack notices a mountainous hill looming above him. Without a thought, Jack rises to the top to be greeted with a magnificent portrait of a flower, mowed into an adjacent hill. With a tear rolling down his cheek Jack continues his journey; however, he takes a moment to check his surroundings and notices the lack of movement he has made. Then in the distant parallel hill, Jack can see himself travers the hill. The parallel Jack looks back to the original hill, no one remains there. Suddenly, the original Jack dashes into the sunlight attempting to catch his braver self. This further strays Jack through the unknown. As his eyes adjust, Jack waltzes through an open meadow, layered with bindis. His feet now leave behind a print of blood as he strolls forward with the wind. Crossing through various locals, Jack eventually halts when a looming building’s shade covers him from the sun. Jack simply loses sight of the beauty that rests behind him and breaks down.