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Where The Hell Am I? #4
Sep. 5th, 2005 01:06 pm*bzzit*
Lights flash briefly, just long enough for me to get a view around me. Long, dank hospital corridor. Light to puke greens. Steel doors. Tiles. Great. Hospital? Nuthouse? Prison?
Ever tried to walk in the dark? And I don't just mean dark, I mean pitch fuckin' black? It ain't easy, especially after
*KEEE-RACK*
A nice 2 second lightning flash illuminates the deck of the aircraft carrier I'm standing on. Then blackness, not even a star to be seen. Joy, now I'm down on my knees, feeling around so I don't walk off the side of the thing.
*KA-BOOM*
My hand graps the edge of a sea of asphalt as the light from the explosion shines overhead. I have just enough time to look around, at the tanks and the planes and the soldiers and the rolling dirty landscape.
Stupid! I didn't look down over the edge, so I don't know how far it is to the ground. Doesn't matter, I probably won't be here long anyway.
*fizzle-schizz*
Someone strikes a match. I'm face to face with Hello Kitty. She puts a finger over her non-existent mouth. Hush. She goes to get something out of her backpack, and
*CLICK*
A man, standing at a light switch. A man in black. I want those shades. He motions me to sit down at the table in the middle of the room. I take a look at my surroundings. Nice, sparse interrogation room. White walls, white carpet, walnut brown table. I take my seat.
"We've been trying to get you back for quite some time now. You haven't exactly been cooperating, but that can't be helped."
"What's going"
"on?", I ask the darkness. I'm still seated. At a different desk. In an office. On a dark and rainy night. I get up to look out the window. Metropolis. Gotham. Something like that. Not a soul in sight. Just the buildings, the night, and the rain. I start to walk out of the small room, when the phone rings.
It really shouldn't freak me out as much as it does. I'm terrified of answering, but I know I have to. I pick up the receiver and listen.
"Don't move. We're sending someone to get you right now, just sit tight."
Stupid me, I go to the door and open it to look out at the
cavernous high bay filled with machinery. I turn around to see a bathroom. I turn around again to see a rolling meadow, tall grass, and a small lake. Time for a nap on the shore.
ZzZzZZZZzZzZzZzzzZz
Lights flash briefly, just long enough for me to get a view around me. Long, dank hospital corridor. Light to puke greens. Steel doors. Tiles. Great. Hospital? Nuthouse? Prison?
Ever tried to walk in the dark? And I don't just mean dark, I mean pitch fuckin' black? It ain't easy, especially after
*KEEE-RACK*
A nice 2 second lightning flash illuminates the deck of the aircraft carrier I'm standing on. Then blackness, not even a star to be seen. Joy, now I'm down on my knees, feeling around so I don't walk off the side of the thing.
*KA-BOOM*
My hand graps the edge of a sea of asphalt as the light from the explosion shines overhead. I have just enough time to look around, at the tanks and the planes and the soldiers and the rolling dirty landscape.
Stupid! I didn't look down over the edge, so I don't know how far it is to the ground. Doesn't matter, I probably won't be here long anyway.
*fizzle-schizz*
Someone strikes a match. I'm face to face with Hello Kitty. She puts a finger over her non-existent mouth. Hush. She goes to get something out of her backpack, and
*CLICK*
A man, standing at a light switch. A man in black. I want those shades. He motions me to sit down at the table in the middle of the room. I take a look at my surroundings. Nice, sparse interrogation room. White walls, white carpet, walnut brown table. I take my seat.
"We've been trying to get you back for quite some time now. You haven't exactly been cooperating, but that can't be helped."
"What's going"
"on?", I ask the darkness. I'm still seated. At a different desk. In an office. On a dark and rainy night. I get up to look out the window. Metropolis. Gotham. Something like that. Not a soul in sight. Just the buildings, the night, and the rain. I start to walk out of the small room, when the phone rings.
It really shouldn't freak me out as much as it does. I'm terrified of answering, but I know I have to. I pick up the receiver and listen.
"Don't move. We're sending someone to get you right now, just sit tight."
Stupid me, I go to the door and open it to look out at the
cavernous high bay filled with machinery. I turn around to see a bathroom. I turn around again to see a rolling meadow, tall grass, and a small lake. Time for a nap on the shore.
ZzZzZZZZzZzZzZzzzZz