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Hey. My name’s Red.

My sister is Blue, and my little brother is Green. My other brother, the bigger one, is called Red. It’s a bit confusing, having two Reds, but I guess it doesn’t really matter. We never say each other’s names. Besides, I know who I am, I think. It’s pretty hard to mistake yourself for someone else.

I mean, I guess they’re not my real siblings, but they might be. I don’t know. We probably came from the same place, and we’ve been together pretty much forever. Well, I assume that’s the case, anyway. I can’t remember that far back. Honestly, I can’t really say if I even have any memories from before this morning. That’s when I became Big, when I was finally able to stand upright. Or am I hanging from something? I can’t tell. Doesn’t matter.

I hear noises. I think they’re happy noises. I’ve heard sad noises before, like when Purple died an hour ago. Maybe it was two hours. I was just standing next to her, and then it happened. It sounded angry. It was loud, and quick, and I flinched back a bit. Then suddenly I found myself standing next to Red. Purple was gone.

Yes, these noises are happy noises. It sounds like the noises that I heard when I was made Big. Are they coming closer? Yeah, I think so. It’s hard for me to tell, but I think they are. I can feel the vibrations on the ground getting stronger.

Oh, I see the noise. It's Tan again. Tan was here when Purple disappeared. I remember that. Tan was making sad noises then but there's just happy noises now. Did he forget about Purple? I guess it has a shorter memory than me. I'm lucky to remember this morning.

And now Tan is touching me, and I can't feel my siblings anymore. I've been taken away from them, I think. Does Blue notice? He might not realize that there's more than one Red… oh, I wish I could be with him again, but Tan is still pulling me away, pulling me away so fast, and Blue and Red and Green are but friendly smears in the distance.

Ugh, so fast. It really is too fast. Can I slow down? No, I can't. I'm not moving, really. Tan is moving, and making me move with it, so I'm not the one doing the moving. Does that make sense? I don't like the fast. I'm going against the wind and it stings, stings, stings. It's the bitter lash of a whip across my sides, trying to make me fall like Purple did. Is that what Tan is doing to me? Am I to meet my end here?

But no! I don't fall. There's a jolt, and Tan falls over. Then the noise, it's the sad noise again. Piercingly loud, so much so that I find myself free of the Tan grasp, and I fly away, up and away, to escape. I don't like the sad noises. They're… sad.

So I keep climbing up, up, up. Tan is so small now. Did the sad noises make it shrink? It's a good thing I got away. He's still shrinking. Smaller, smaller, smaller. I can't hear the sad noises anymore.

Although… no, all is not well again. I don't feel right. My skin is burning. Is it because I'm Red? I look like fire, in a way. Fire seems hot. A Brown had it earlier. It was so close to me, and it felt like this. It's a sad feeling.

I need to go down. Down is cold, I think. It hurt, the wind, but less than this. It's so sad up here. I can't see. There's too much spinning.

I can't think… the fire, it burns, and something is pushing on me… is Tan back? I can't see… It hurts… My skin, I think it's going to break… I…

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