Your eyes weakly and slowly flutter open, and you are met with an impenetrable wall of white. You blink and the stubborn colour begins to fade from your vision, but given the at which rate it is doing, it will most likely be several minutes before you have regained your sight. Bored and confused, you turn your attention to the material you are lying on.
It definitely wasn't your bed. Beds don't feel rubbery and aren't this warm. Beds don't emit faint squeaking noises whenever you roll over on them. So, you weren't in your bedroom, and you were lying on what seemed to be a sheet of rubber of an indeterminate size. Making a mental note to visit a doctor once this bizarre hallucination finished you elect to simply lie back down on the strange, If admittedly warm and somewhat inviting, surface.
Eventually the white fades and gives way to an unnatural grey. You have a hand in front of your eyes and confirm that your vision has indeed returned. Before you can think about the implications of a seemingly infinite grey plane a loud, recognisably female voice from an extremely high point jubilantly cries out, "Oh, good, you're awake!" prompting you to look upward and receive the biggest shock of your life as you look straight into the face of a multi-thousand mile tall...
Copyright 2000 - 2024 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.13 seconds at 5:14pm on Nov 18, 2024 via server WEBX1.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
