《Journey》Chapter 2
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Third time´s the charm… I wake up again
And feel horrible. Feverish and dirty
“What the heck happened?” I mutter while holding my head
I look down at myself and notice something´s strange
Not only am I sitting there cloth less but also on hard, rocky ground
Then I realize another strange thing
My body
My… body?
The hell? This is not my body.
I look at my arms, then at my legs and finish at my upper body
Everything is… small
What? Why? What´s happening?
For some time I just sit there, confused, my mind hopping haphazardly from one thought to the next
…
After a while I slowly but surely come to my senses.
So in summary, I´m apparently in the body of an around 10 years old kid and my now to shoulder reaching hair turned from brown to a deep black.
Or those are the changes I notice for now
At least I didn´t swap genders…
I touch my arms, then my face
Then I pinch my face
“Ouch”
As surreal as it is, I´m apparently not dreaming
But then, what happened to me? Where even am I?
I can´t think of at anything at all. I for real don´t have a clue
But what I have a clue about is that I´m starving
This hunger is driving me nuts. I´ve never woken up in this condition before
Standing up I wobble my way to the only lightsource which I assume is the exit of this place
My entire body is instantly covered with goosebumps as the temperature drastically drops
I turn my head and to all sides see nothing but enormous trees
Then, as if it were clear as day, I suddenly remember what happened
I had been on my way to school, it was raining
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The next moment I know I wake up and almost freeze to death.
Thank god I somehow made it to this cave
That explains why I feel feverish
The rain and cold really got me yesterday
Even now, although it stopped raining the temperature hasn´t risen at all
But I need to go out there, I HAVE to find food
Never before in my life was I as desperate
I don´t exactly know how bad my fever is at the moment and how bad it were to become if I wander around outside, I even feel like some plants could easily be covered by ice
But then again, I don´t know what´s worse
Wandering in a chilling forest while desperately searching for food I most likely won´t even find
Or starving to death.
…
“Haaaaa” I exhale loudly
I place my hand on my forehead to get an idea of how bad my fever actually is
“It´s hot”
“Current body temperature: 38.9 degrees Celsius”
Oh ok thank you
Wait what? Come again?
“Current body temperature: 38.9 degrees Celsius”
…?
Brain not working do
What is this? Where did it come from?
“Information can be attained through the skill [Appraisal]”
Oh my god it´s in my head help
Excuse me kind vocie, could you please kindly leave?
…
Hello?
…
I know you´re there! Talk to me!!
Oh no is that what they call schizophrenia?
“Mental state: Schizophrenia could not be detected”
There you are! Why didn´t you answer me before?
…
DAMN YOU YOU LITTLE PIECE OF---
No
I take a deep breath-
You said you could provide me with information right?
Answers to my questions count as information you know?
…
You´re really fucking around with me, aren´t you?
Fine, I give up
It doesn´t seem to be able to hold proper conversations
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Not that there is anybody to talk to anyways
Whatever
As far as I see, I´m able to learn about my condition now
I have to be grateful for that alone
38.9 degrees is pretty serious, but during the talk I´ve already made a decision
Hunger prevails. I need to eat something, anything
The voice called itself “Appraisal”, right? Sounds useful for the search
The problem is if it really is useful, I have to figure out more about it
Okay let´s try this:
“Show me information on [Appraisal]!” I shout a little too loud into the woods
“[Appraisal] – active skill – Explanation: Ability to appraise and gain information on the target of [Appraisal]. This skill is also able to deliver information on the condition of an individual. Only can appraise targets in view.”
Ha. Ha ha. Thank god
I was so worried nothing would happen… I mean, about discerning what´s edible and what not of course
But if this works how I imagine it to then not only will my food-problem be solved, but many others too
And when I am back to full health again I will just search for some people!
Then I can reunite with my family and escape this crazy situation!!
“Ow ow my head” (Aria)
Got too excited there for a moment
For now I don´t even know where I am
If I changed bodies like this there is no way to tell what other surreal things may happened
Worst case I could be far away from any kind of civilization
And even though I have some help from this… voice, I could die off easily here
Although my chances are much better than they were a few minutes ago
Let´s search for food!
With that, I depart from the cave
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