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ONE

I am confused. I mean, majorly confused. If you were to look up the word confused in the dictionary you better believe that my name would be under it. Of course, that goes for the words hallucinations and delusional also because those are the only explanations I have. This place makes no sense; it can't be real so therefore I am imagining it. Now if only I knew how to wake myself up…

I tried pinching myself awake…several times, but each attempt only landed me a big red bruise. I sighed squinted my eyes trying to see, well, just to see. It was so dark and cold. I rubbed my arms to create heat with friction. I guess, all those years of science really do pay off in the long run.

I started walking, my arms out searching for some kind of trigger like a lever or switch or something else that will wake me up out of whatever kind of coma I'm in.

"Hello," I called out, but my voice was barely audible. I cleared my throat. "Hello!" no sound this time.

I panicked. What kind of ridiculous coma is this? I mean, if I'm going to be asleep for however long I think I would like to be able to speak. Is this what people in drug comas feel like? Dang, there's not even a freakin subtitle.

Wait a minute, if I'm dreaming and I can think then how come I can't speak?

Does this mean that I'm not dreaming and that this is real? God, this is getting creepier and creepier by the millisecond.

Just keep walking. A voice whispered in my ear.

I gasped and turned around, but nobody was there. I mean, if there was I couldn't see them. "Hello," I tried to say forgetting that my voice box was out of working order. Hello, I thought knowing that must be the only way I can communicate. Anybody there?

Just walk. A male voice answered back.

I didn't bother to search for him. Who are you? Where are you? Where am I? Why-?

Don't ask questions, he commanded, just walk.

But I don't know where I'm supposed to-.

Walk.

I didn't protest any further. I kept walking forward until I saw a strange light in the distance. It was small and bright white and though it scared me a little I was still drawn to it. In fact I didn't realize I was walking toward it until I started to run toward it, hopeful that it was my way out.
It wasn't long before I reached the doors. Two doors. One was tall and very skinny and the other one was short, shorter than me, but wide. And leading up to these doors were two paths. The first one was made of stone and so thin that it looked as if I would have to use one foot after the other to get across. I have to admit I liked the other one a lot better. It was super wide and short and looked so easy. The only question was which one lead back to my home.

I don't understand what I'm supposed to do, I thought to him wondering if he was still there.

Make a choice.

What.

Choose one or the other.

But why- is there some kind of difference? I thought to him scared that if I made the wrong choice I would never get home.

I cannot answer your questions. Only you can find out for yourself. Now choose.

But I can't!

Choose. His voice was final.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes and stepped onto the stone path. I don't know why I chose this one; the other on looked as if it would be more successful, but somehow too…simple. I mean, I felt as though it was some kind of trick; nothing is ever that easy.

Careful not to fall on my ass, one step after the other I walked toward the door. It was such a long path; it seemed as if I would never get there. When I finally did I took a deep breath and reached for the knob. As I grabbed a hold of it suddenly something glittered in the corner of my eye.

I turned toward it curiously. At first I thought that it was a third door that had remained hidden all this time, but it wasn't like the other two. This was more like some kind of portal; a newly found rip in this reality.

I found it very interesting, but I tried not to concern my self with it and reached for the door knob again. The portal flashed once more and I couldn't help but to be distracted. I went towards it. It had no path so I just jumped off the one I was on and walked to it.

I wanted to find some way to close it. I was nervous enough and didn't need some pesky hole nearly blinding me every time I tried to get out of this place. I know that a normal person would have just ignored it and moved on, but my super O.C.D keeps me from being normal in this case.

There was nothing out here so I wondered if the off button was inside. Okay, that was a stupid idea, I knew that, but it just bugged me so much and it wasn't as if I wasn't already curious. On the other hand I know how curiosity killed that cat, but I really didn't care. I would pop in, find an off switch, and pop back out before it closed. Then I can get back to my home.

I wouldn't if I were you. The invisible man warned.

Well, its good thing you're not me, I thought back. I just want this thing gone so I can do what you suggested and make my choice.

I didn't suggest anything. I told you to make a choice and now I'm telling you not to go in there.

I furrowed my eyebrows. Since when are you the boss of me? Look, I appreciate you helping me and all that, but I think I can handle it from here.

I leaned toward the portal.

Please, I'm begging you don't…

I ignored him and stuck my arm through.

Scarlett no! Was the last thing I heard before I stepped inside.


I woke up in the hospital with a monster headache. I put my hand up to my forehead. "Ouch…" I groaned and I realized that I could talk again.
I quickly sat up ignoring the head rush it gave me when I did and sighed in relief. I did it- I got home, but I don't understand how. The last thing I remember is walking through this annoying hole thing and some strange voice telling me not to. But if it was the way out then why was the voice so against it? It didn't make any sense.

I looked around the room taking every thing in. It looked normal; it was day outside and the television was on, but there was still something seriously wrong.

The heart rate monitor- it was…flat.

Just then a nurse came in and put some roses in a glass vase. She was tall, blonde and looked really nice. "Good day," she greeted me.

"Um, hi, I think there's something wrong with that." I said pointing to the machine.

She blinked. "Like what?"

I gawked at her. "You mean, other than the fact that I'm not dead?" I asked sarcastically. "And how in the world did I end up in the hospital in the first place?"

She spoke slowly. "Because this is where you died.


Okay i know this chapter is a little short, but i promise that the others will be alot longer. Puhleeeease review if you really want me to continue cuz if you don't i won't because i seriously need feedback. Thanx!