Chapter 1: Chapter 1: Confusion

What in the--? I can't move. Sleep paralysis?

A sudden panic is something I would expect from me right now, if not for the exhaustion and fatigue that had no intention of hiding themselves. 

I should at least be able to open my eyes, right? No, I know I'm right. I've read it somewhere.

I don't remember doing something tiring in particular. Just a normal and boring day at work and some light reading in the night. I fed my cat, Chip before I went to- huh?

Something suddenly felt odd, something just a skin away. After thinking about for a while, I finally gave up and shrugged it off. But something really did bother me though. Like it's creeping up my neck.

Anyways, if not for my friends occasionally forcing and dragging me out, I would have stayed in my comfortable den. Well, not literally. I do love them too, but them and my soft, cozy bed are really close competitors.

"Well, I should be fine in a minute or two." is what I was going to say. But in retrospect, it's already been a few minutes. Actually, I think it's even more than that. 

Now I really am panicking. I feel like mind would break my skull and run around in circles thinking why the hell this is happening to me.

I don't think I have any hidden illnesses that's been waiting to show its symptoms. I'm don't consider myself healthy, but I shouldn't have any life threatening sickness.

While my own mind drives itself insane, one final saving grace was given to me by god. Or at least it should have been.

With a rustling sound, my body moved. Something I have been trying to do, ever since I became conscious. 

And as if the universe hadn't given me enough grief, I felt something. Or did I?.

I had been laying in what I assumed was my bed. My soft and cozy bed. With my warm blanket and my pillows.

And instead of a soft rustle, what I hear nothing like my bed's. Instead, it was dust on the cold rough surface. 

 

I'm done. I'm at the end  of my wits. So this was the strange feeling I've been having. Skin away, huh?

The only thing thats's making sense in my head right now just doesn't make sense. 

It's very plausible that I've been kidnapped, drugged and being held in a cave or something. This rock's been hurting my back for a while.

I also have my minor scratches and my right ankle hurts so bad. Probably sprained it, though I should be able to remember if when it happened. Running away from my kidnappers would be memorable, but nothing. 

My body's pretty beaten up. They didn't even care about my fair skin. I haven't been badly injured, except a time a don't even remember.

Just for how long have I been in this state? Did my kidnapper or kidnappers--? 

Anyways, all of this are just guesses considering the condition I'm in.

The only thing is, everything just contradicts these guesses. I'm not someone worthy of being kidnapped.

I'm not rich. My apartment is small and Chip, my cat, is the only someone I live with. All of my furnitures are hand-me-downs and bought for a cheap price, either way, they're second-hands.

Just to add to that, my foster parents are gone, so it's not like my could-be kidnappers can ask them for a ransom. They clearly didn't do their research. 

It's not like I have enemies, so this happening for revenge was not high up on the guess list.

And just as I thought this couldn't get any worse, the universe just proves me wrong again. I spent lots of time as to why this is happening to me and I don't even know what this really is. Seconds and minutes became hours with nothing happening. 

I also added to possibility of me being in a dream. A lucid one. But it quickly turned into a nightmare.

 

I was gradually calming down, but then the most painful experience happened to me.

AhhhhhHHHHHH!!!

My ears were assaulted by a raging noise. A rainfall so loud it sounded like a river during a typhoon or a waterfall falling from up high. Raging water crashing on a rock so hard it my break in any second.

Everything had been so loud it hurts. Like my head's being ripped open from the inside. To the point that I thought was going to blackout. But I didn't. Not like I've been very conscious in the first place.

This went on for a few minutes. It did calm down eventually. Leaving me wishing for death.

Considering that I could barely think, I thought it would have left me physically in pain, but there's nothing. I was mentally exhausted, yes. But I don't feel any body pain.  I expected to my ear to ring or throb in pain.

My body, which I'm pretty sure had cold sweat running down from my temples, my neck and back was perfectly fine, the supposedly cold sweat nowhere to be found. Like a sick illusory prank.

Although unlike any pranks, my body should gotten any reactions from that, considering the pain I went through. But it didn't feel like it's been threatened. It didn't even twitch. It just kept breathing normally, like it's not my body at all.

Well, glad one us has been very calm. I thought. A sad attempt of a joke, even I don't think it was that funny.

Instead, all I hear was the sound of raindrops so mellow it was almost relaxing.

 

Not long after that painful and confusing event, came the strangest feeling. 

If not for it being completely impossible, I would have believed it. Even with all the rain, I can hear the animals from beyond. Beyond what, you asked? The forest.

Yes, the forest. I can hear the trees swaying because of the whistling wind. Two squirrel quivering from the cold atop a tree. And just under, a deer loudly chewing.

It was all so weird. This is some strong drug. 

Not only that, I somehow know I'm in a cave. Presumably based on the sound of the insects and the strong smell of moss and algae. Also, the wind only comes in one direction too, carrying some raindrops. 

 

The breeze is relatively cold, but no matter how long I stayed exposed, I didn't feel cold. Not at all.

I know that it's cold, but it's like my body doesn't care at all. 

And since I been splayed on the ground, I have no way how low my body temperature have dropped. 

At it rate, it wound't be impossible to catch hypothermia, but somehow I think-- no, I know I wouldn't. 

Like I said, the only thing that makes sense right now are things that shouldn't in the first place.

 

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My senses were on complete overdrive. It stayed like this for a long time. In my estimate, it's been about nine hours. 

I hope Chips, okay. I have a food dispenser, that she's able to use. She's a smart girl, so she should be okay for a while. 

What would come to know is that it really would have been for quite a while.

 

Hours quickly went by. The rain had complete stopped. And it kind of feel warm, I concluded that it's daytime. The sun should be at its peak right now. 

And after about 8 hours, my senses shot up again. Back on cloud nine, are we? 

But it wasn't like last time. I did get a mild headache, but it completely dissipated. 

Everything went quiet, relaxingly so. It's quiet, but at same time, it's so clear. 

All the information that my brain absorbed are completely distinct. 

I can hear some howls close to the cave. But also the rustles of small animals from far away. Rodents and some a little bigger.

By now, I've completely given up on the idea of being kidnapped. And quite obviously, I also don't have any idea what happening.

 

Days passed, 3 days, more or less. My senses shooting up at an even intervals.  The spidey senses lasts for about 9 hours and 15 hours of normal Peter Parker. 

Maybe I've been bit a spi--? Quickly giving up on the idea was the best choice. Thinking back a few days, getting to stupid, uneducated guesses is what got me too worked in the first place. It's not like my reactions has been unwarranted, but still. 

Anyways, the cycle added up to about 24 hours, but for my sanity, I made it an exact 24 hours. A full day. 

It's a little chilly when I'm on cloud nine, so I'm guessing it's night and the rest is daytime.

"A normal human at night and a superhero at night." Ehehehe, has a nice ring to it.

I've completely calmed down now and I personally thinks that it's not that bad.

My exhaustion has been lifted. The scratches are pretty much gone now and my ankle doesn't hurt anymore, although I'm hungry. My stomach  has been growling for a while.

Except for some small movements and little whimpers, my body has been completely inanimate. 

 

After about a day, the cycle broke.  My body moved. It's about time, I thought. 

My eyes slowly opened. It's bright, so I squinted a little. My head, followed by my eyes quickly looked at the source of the light. The cave's entrance.

So it really was a cave. Now that I have a definite proof, I'm not too sure if I should be happy or not. 

I put my head to my head, then to my stomach. My hand looked very slender and thin.

I guess that's what happens if you don't eat for days.

"GrrrrRRhhh" I can bare help it.

I haven't eaten in days. The only thing in my mind right now is food. There probably won't be any store nearby, so foraging is my only choice. It doesn't take a survival expert to know that stuff, but I'm still a little proud of myself.

No McDonald's for me, I said. Or I thought I did.

No voice came out. I tried to force some sounds, but my mouth wouldn't even move. 

Then I suddenly got up. But that's not true. I didn't get up. I'm too confused to even try. 

My body moved on its own, quickly heading out of the cave. It's like virtual reality, with the exception of the virtual part. A first person perspective movie. But that's only what I'd like to think of it, of course.

Just a little bit outside, it stopped to look on a puddle.

On its reflection was the face of a little girl. About 4-5 years of old. Blue hair, her face was powdered with dust, but I can still make something out of it. 

This is not me. Of course, you genius. 

My hair is black and although I'm asian, I have the mixed look of a Latina.

I had finally calmed down and thought that everything are finally going my way for once. 

But that was all replaced by confusion. Something that hasn't been so rare, these past few days.

[Not this again,] I shouted. But like how I expected it nothing came out. But I got a reaction tho, from "obviously not" me.

"You guys just wouldn't stop, would you?" the little girl said, her head darting from one spot to another. Her voice was little, which was, for once, not surprising, considering her age.

Who? Wait, wait, wait. I'm not who you think I am, I tried to asked, but nothing came out.

It's like all my emotions have been replaced by confusion, I can barely understand anything.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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