First time writing. Self edited because I don't know how to think of my writing just yet and don't want to unwillingly subject someone else to it(Heh). Enjoy and leave comments good and bad! I welcome all criticism.
No sex in this chapter but later ones will have as appropriate. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I had thinking it up.
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The pain was unimaginable, undescribable. I was in a place that couldn't rightfully be described as simply black, it was a dark void that consumed all, taking away any sense of being and leaving me solely with this pain. It felt like I was slowly being torn apart from the inside, as if my very cells were being torn from each other, a mind numbing feeling that extended beyond the flesh and permeated through my very core.
The thought of death seemed welcoming, though I didn't even know what led to this situation in the first place. I had done nothing I could even remember that would lead to this...
16 Hours Ago
I wiped the drool from my chin, free hand blindly grasping for the phone that was wailing its annoying amber alert sound which had rudely woken me up. I had barely slept and now this foolish alert was rousing me from a well earned slumber. Perhaps I should have cared more but I didn't, where I lived amber alerts were irrelevant, either a flood that could never reach where I was or a kidnapping of some sort that I had no business with nor could I ever help with.
It took a moment, as I groped around blindly for my glasses, before the message could be read. 'Amber Alert, Tune Into Local News Channels for a Status Update.' "What the fuck?" I cursed, upset and confused by this alert I'd never seen before. Curiosity got the best of me however, and I did eventually roll out of bed, to head to the only television in my small apartment.
I was what one could call a recluse of sorts, I didn't fear people, no anxiety around others, I simply prefered myself. As it was I worked from home, a technician of sorts known by a small group of friends as the one to come to with almost any computer problem, hard or software. This left me with little need for many common amenities, such as a television in my own room, cable or any other little things people began moving away from with the advent of better internet. It took a moment to find the remote, but the tv was soon clicked on and the news was reporting instantly.
"...and there is no current explanation for what is being seen around the globe. However, we're being told to avoid these apparitions if possible, though no present threat has been seen from them." I caught the end of the caster's words before drowning him out as I focused on the footage being shown instead.
It was almost unimaginable, even though it was before my eyes. A shot from a helicopter was being broadcast as it flew around Manhattan Island, the image focused on something it couldn't properly focus on. The entire island seemed covered by some sort of mirage that extended out past the camera's scope. The buildings, moving cars and awestruck pedestrians seen through this shimmery image of what looked like the trunk of a tree that seemed impossible to properly comprehend the magnitude of. It was like a clear overlay of the bark of his tree that was slowly moving towards the east. Not actual movement but this mirage wasn't static, it slowly seemed to be moving opposite the earth's own rotation.
I had to tear my eyes away then, listening to the background sounds from the tv as I grabbed my laptop from my room and began to scour the internet for some greater news. Time seemed to flash, hunger ignored as I took it all in; these apparitions across the globe began only 4 hours before I had woken up and there was nothing else to be said. They caused no harm and were for all intents, not even actually there aside from the fact that these apparitions were viable to the eye. The world saw various structures though, parts of California were under a mirage of water while other places saw glimpses that faded in and out of what appeared to be man made structures. It seemed the smaller the object, the hard it was to keep it in its limited focus, unlike the tree in Manhattan or the river in Cali.
All of this just had me, along with the rest of my friends, intrigued for what i could all possibly mean. However only bad speculations came up, both within my group and from the government. No one had any idea what was happening and finally I decided I needed to sleep, to try and cool down and perhaps myself, others and the world could figure out more later. It was 1AM by the time I finally dropped dead into my bed, hungry and yet too mentally exhausted to do much more than sleep.
Sleep came but only just, before I was in this predicament, screaming into a void that held no answers. I could barely even wonder if I might be able to pass out given the pain I was in, before finally I was sucked, for lack of a better term, out of the void and I crashed down across a mound of overgrown roots. The landing wasn't kind yet the pain from before instantly disappeared. The sudden relief and exhaustion overwhelmed me and blissfully I was allowed to blackout where I was.
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I awoke feeling like shit, which to be fair was a much better feeling than I'd felt in a while. My head pounded and I found I couldn't see, there was some cloth covering my eyes. Movement was possible but barely, my arms ached as I tried to check myself out, even my fingertips felt like they'd been rubbed raw. My lower half fared much the same though apparently I was a prisoner somewhere, evident by some shackle that was cuffed around my right ankle. I didn't worry much though, I was in a bed, covered and at least moderately taken care of so I simply let my consciousness pass again to relieve the pain.
The second time waking was much better, the raw feeling was replaced by a dull ache but otherwise I seemed fine. My sight was still removed, though for what end I didn't know. It wasn't till I was about to remove the cloth that I was privy to another party, a woman's voice ringing out, "I wouldn't if I were you, not yet anyway. Your eyes have it the worst, even a little light might prove too dangerous."
My hands dropped as I tried to make sense of this all. I should have been more surprised, angry, something, but all I felt was curiosity. "Why am I here? Or..." I trailed off, giving my ankle a shake, to rattle the shackle, "What exactly is here?" I finally finished.
