Perfect Senses

He found himself draped over the remains of a skinned deer. He did not remember anything from the preceding week. He remembered everything before that, but for some reason, he could not remember what had happened in the last week.

As he staggered to his feet, he became aware of his senses. He had is sense of touch, smell, taste, and sight. His vision seemed blurred, however, maybe it was the low light and eerie darkness. Total silence. He stood transfixed, a being that had little conviction or fortitude. It was all he could do to just stand there as the sun began to creep up through the trees of the vast forest.

He did not know whether or not there was no sound or that he had lost his sense of hearing. He could now see more clearly as time seemed to age quickly. Unknown to him, but he had stood there staring into the distance for 4 hours. What happened next did not give him any answers to his unexplainable predicament.

The skinned deer rose from the cold earth floor right behind him and ran into the distance. He could not discern reality from fantasy. Just as he had thought he had clearly seen the deer rise and run into the distance, he looked back to the ground only to find the deer still lying there.

Within a matter of moments, the world around him changed drastically. From out of nowhere, animals came from every direction. He saw and smelled the animals, but still either they made no noise stomping through the forest, or he had gone deaf.

At first, he saw what you would expect to see in a forest: birds, deer, wolves, rabbits, and bears. He turned a out of the corner of his eye saw a giant creature splashing down to earth. He dove aside just in time. What looked like a building falling to the ground was actually a humpback whale moving through the forest. It seemed that every creature in the animal kingdom was parading through this forest.

Absolute silence. He feared for his life as creatures big and small landed around him in every direction. Still no sound. His dodged left, right, hid under a rock, and hid behind a tree. He furiously worked his remaining senses to avoid the seemingly crazed animals.

However, he was too late as he did not notice several elephants sneak up behind him and he was easily trampled. He woke again in a bright room. Actually, it might not have been a room, but rather just an area of complete whiteness. He thought that maybe his vision was now distorted. He looked for signs of animals, but saw none. All he could see was whiteness.

A voice rang out and he jumped out of his skin out of fear and excitement for his sudden return of his sense of hearing. The voice said, "You have seen the effects of chaos and the dangers of being ill-equipped. This is the kind of world you would find yourself in had the world not been created through perfection. Everything of this world has been created in absolute perfection. Down to every blade of grass. Everything has a purpose and follows the will of the Creator."

The voice continued, "Had you not been given the essentials necessary to protect yourself, you would find a world of chaos and death. Without even one sense, you are doomed. This is the Creator's will. Perfection not disorder."

He awoke and rolled himself off of the remains of a skinned deer. He stood to face the darkness and heard the sound of a stream trickling. As the light became brighter, he found the stream and followed it to a river. There he found people boarding a boat. He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing flowed out of his mouth.