LOST - My Ending

OK - this has nothing to do with the adventure theme of the blog. I have been an avid Lost fan for years and was disappointed at the ending. Luckily it is fiction and I can actually write my own ending - so here it is.We'll pick up after Desmond has gotten to the bottom of the waterfall and is unplugging the whatever the hell it was.

The Island

Desmond wraps his arms around the rock pulling upwards. At first nothing happens, but then a slight movement. As he senses the rock will move, he gives one huge pull and falls away with the rock his arms still wrapped around the rock. At first there is no change, but then a sputter. The light starts to flicker the way a candle would in a high wind. It flickers and then it is gone. The darkness seems to move out of the hole left by the rock - but it also comes in from all sides. This is not just a darkness of light, but an all-encompassing darkness of light and sound, of everything. The darkness spreads over the rest of the island swallowing everything - even the sound of the sea. For an instance there is only silence. And then the light comes - brilliant white light that encompasses everything, it grows into a crescendo and then everything is gone. There is only silence and light - the reality of the island has ceased to exist.

The Non-Island Reality

Directly in timed unison with the destruction (or closing of the reality) of the island - everyone is suddenly hit with an onslaught of memories. Everyone - not just the island residents, but the entire planet. For nearly everyone this comes on as a dream and fades just like one. People get the onslaught only to appear dazed as if waking from a vivid dream - only to have this dream fade away. For the people who have been to or been touched by the island the sensation is different. All the memories and emotions, loves and losses of their time in the alternate reality suddenly become full and stark memories mixed with their current life. For some - the meories of their lifes, loves, and death becomes clear. For all this is a shared vision, a glimpse into a life that no longer exists, that closed and disappeared with the reality that encompassed it.

For all the people touched by the island - a shared truth, of how they are all connected and part of each others lives becomes apparent to them. They realize that through the experience they have become found, that they have played a part in a bigger purpose.

Epilogue

Somewhere in the South Atlantic a small hole opens in the water. The hole is a dark black stain in the Crystal blue waters. The a light shines through the hole. An incredibly bright light pours from the hole like the sun trying to fit through a single point. The light blinds the screen until it fades and the light recovers to reveal a beautiful serene island where there was only water before. And the island was waiting for those who were lost.