[ WP ] A voice in the sky will tell you when you 've left a place for the last time . You tell your SO goodbye and head out to [ location of your choice ] . Halfway there you hear `` You have visited a location for the last time . ''

You know, I always thought it was an odd little quirk, the small voice that occasionally sounded in my head. It always said the same thing, ever since I was six, on the last day of my grandfather ’ s life. 
 
 *You have visited a location for the last time*. 
 
 At first it scared me, as I was already emotional from my grandfather ’ s death. But over the years I grew accustom to it. It sounded on the last day of grade school, when my family moved, and on odd ball vacations my father would take us on. 
 
 The rest of my family never seemed to mention the voice either, so I thought simply it was something that went unsaid. And it remained unsaid for my entire childhood. That is, until my wife and I ’ s second anniversary. 
 
 We had went out to the restaurant that we had had our first real date in, because on that date we both immediately fell in love with the place. It felt classy without requiring a loan to eat there. And I let slip my secret on that night. 
 
 The night went well, and at the end we had both had a little more wine then we should have had by the time the restaurant closed. Thankfully we had planned ahead and a taxi was going to get us in the next ten minutes. As we walked toward the corner to find the point where the taxi was supposed to find us, the voice sounded. 
 
 *You have visited a location for the last time. * 
 
 “ Damn, it was such a nice place too… ” I said in a drunken whisper. My wife turned to me with a confused look in her eyes. 
 
 “ What do you mean? Did you do something to get us banned? ” she said, stopping and swaying on the sidewalk. 
 
 I gave her a smile and laughed, “ Do you always think so low of me love? No, I did n't do anything, just the voice told me I won ’ t revisit that place again. ” I said, then thought about it, “ Do you not have the voice? ” 
 
 She laughed and continued walking, “ Wow, I think someone had more to drink then they should have, and I don ’ t mean me. ” 
 
 “ Oh, so you don ’ t believe me? ” I asked with a chuckle, “ Alright, how about we make a date to go next week then? Hell, we can plan to go again tomorrow, since it is a three day weekend. ” 
 
 “ Alright then, ” she said with a drunk giggle, “ we will see how powerful this voice you have is. ” 
 
 The next day the news reported that the restaurant had been involved in a fire, along with a few of the other businesses in the area, and the police suspected an arsonist was at work. The look on my wife ’ s face when I turned on the news was amazing though, and she immediately started questioning me about it. That was how we spent our second night that weekend, a bottle of wine while being endlessly interviewed by my wife. She asked me just about everything, and some questions I was n't even able to answer. We talked well though the night, and into Monday morning, when we finally went to bed and slept till our alarms on Tuesday morning. 
 
 We got up and went about getting ready for work. I ended up getting ready much quicker than normal since it was going to be my first day in the field. We reached the door at the same time and said our usual farewells, including a quick kiss. Then we got in our cars and went our separate ways. About half a mile away from home I got a sinking feeling. Another mile and I heard the voice.You have visited a location for the last time. 
 
 That announcement set me on edge for my entire shift on the beat, to the point where my partner ask if I was feeling well enough to work. I assured him I was fine, telling him that It would n't affect the ability to do my job. I can still pull over teenagers for speeding, even if I am a little distracted myself. 
 
 We got a call near the end of the day, some kids shooting up behind the local high school. My partner and I walked up on them quietly, stun guns drawn in case they were aggressive. When we were about fifty feet away I heard something snap under my foot. Then a gunshot. Then nothing. 
 
 I regained consciousness for a moment, by my eyes could n't make out anything more than blurry shapes, and my ears heard nothing but the sound of distant sirens and much closer shouting. My vision started to go black, and the last thing I heard was the voice. 
 
 *You have visited a location for the last time. The task is complete, resetting list. * 
 
 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 
 
 I awoke in a glade surrounded by oak trees. My body felt strange, as if untried, and weightless. I immediately notice that something was wrong. At first it was the lighting, it was everywhere, but there seemed to be no sun, no source. Then I noticed everything was very still, lifeless even. There was no breeze, the trees did n't move, the grass did n't even seem to react to my movements. 
 
 Then I notice a bush moving, so I moved towards it. It startled me when a rabbit jumped out, staring at me intently. The voice appeared in my head again, although different. Where as before it was always flat or robotic, this time it had personality. *Oh great, now he has done it! If I get my hands on that snake I am going to wring his neck so hard that his tail will feel it! * 
 
 The rabbit moved back and forth while the voice sounded, seemingly agitated. It clicked in my head. “ Are you who I have been hearing all this time in my head? ” The rabbit jumped, and looked at me with confusion. 
 
 *You can hear me? * 
 
 “ Yeah, I can hear you, ” I say with relief, glad I am not the only one confused here. 
 
 *Well he really messed up then. Don ’ t worry, we will get this sorted out. Just sit tight for a bit. * The bunny turned to jump away. 
 
 “ But wait, where are we anyway? ” I asked, for some reason accepting that I was talking to a rabbit. 
 
 *Don ’ t worry about it, as soon as we get this fixed it won ’ t matter. Should be fixed soon, so just stay there! * Then the rabbit hopped back into the bush and left me to my thoughts. 
 
 I laid there on the grass for what felt like an eternity, but I am unsure as there was no day or night, just an everlasting glow. I did notice one other thing while lying there. There was no sound. 
 
 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 
 
 Suddenly I heard a beep. Then another. It was dark, my eyelids heavy. The beeping increased in frequency, and I heard someone breathing. My eyes pushed open, and I saw my wife standing over me, her cheeks wet. The screen of the heart monitor over her shoulder. 
 
 “ Sam? Do you hear me? ” she asked frantically. I grunted, unable to form words, and that effort even caused my vision to cloud. I was going back under, and I welcomed the rest. I felt so tired. But one thing caught my attention before I drifted back off. 
 
 *You have visited a location for the last time. *
