《New Life》Chapter 20 - ‘It’s Not Real’ - Part 1
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Arc 7 - ‘It’s Not Real’ - Part 1
I open my eyes. I see a white light above me. The light is very bright, it is blinding. I close my eyes again and roll to one side. I open my eyes to the left side and I see a white wall. So, I roll to the other side and see a table next to me. There is a book on this table. I get up, only to find out that I am sleeping in a comfortable bed. The bed is massive and it is very warm here. So, I set up and look at the picture in the book. It's a very small book, with maybe a 100-120 pages. On the cover of the book, I see a character who is wearing blue tights with a red cape and red trunks and red boots. He is standing on a black surface and behind him is a city. I then proceed to look at the title of it and it says ‘Action Comics #1000’. I open the book and find out that it is a book with pictures in it. Who reads books with pictures drawn into them?
I put the book back where it was. I get up and look around. There are no windows in here but there is a door that is still open. I walk out of the room and find myself in a massive hallway. Opposite this room is another room with an open door. The design is fairly the same, but the book on the shelf is different. I continued to walk to further down. I find a giant door. I walk towards it and open the door. Once I do, I find myself in a room full of screens. They are turned off.
I left the room and went back into the bedroom. I open a door in the room that led me to the bathroom but there was another room too. So, I opened it and in there I found myself in a place that looks like a library. There rows and rows of books with pictures inside them. I later found out that they are called comics and manga. They were placed under different banners. The banners were, DC, Marvel, Valiant, Image, Manga, etc. Under each banner, the books were placed in alphabetical order. There were some normal books there too. As I was walking around this ‘library’, I saw many different statues that looked a lot like the pictures in these books.
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I walk further down, and I see more shelves. However, unlike the other shelves, these shelves did not contain books, instead, it was filled with DVDs and Blu-ray discs. Walking further down, I found a massive screen that was still on. On the screen, there were writings that looked like instructions. I left the place and went back into the room. I did not know what to do, so I tried to lay back on the bed and sleep again.
As I started to lay back, I asked myself, where am I? Or more importantly, who am I? Why is it that I know some stuff, like what a book is and how to read but I cannot remember anything else.
I left the bed and went around to see if I could find anything regarding where I might be. The library was useless, so I went to the computer room. I tried to turn it on, but I did not know how. So, I looked around and found a small computer somewhere. I tried to open it but it was password protected. So, I give up.
So, I went to sleep. I was sleeping and then I was awakened suddenly because I heard someone telling me, ‘it’s not real.’ It was faint but I barely heard it and I don’t know what this means, but I looked around to see if anyone was here, but there was no one around.
I went back to the bed and tried to sleep but then, I heard it again, but this time it was louder. ‘It’s not real’. Still faint but much louder. What does he mean by this?
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I tried to ignore it but it was getting louder and louder. At the start, it felt like a whisper but now it feels like someone is shouting. I went around the whole house again but there was no one there. Where is this voice coming from?
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‘It’s not real!’
I tried to ignore it, but it was getting louder and louder and I could not sleep at all. I tried to put something in my ears but I could not find anything, so I held my hands to my ears to reduce the sound, but it was useless. The voice was getting louder and louder. While the voice was getting louder, I saw something that felt out of place. The whole house was out of place, but this felt even weirder. I started to see the colour of things change around me and started seeing the whole place getting destroyed. So, I went into a corner and closed my eyes. I could not see a thing, but I could also not hear a thing anymore either. So, I opened my eyes, only to find myself close it back due to a very white bright light in front of me. I set up, only to find out that I am sleeping in a comfortable bed. I look around and the room is exactly as it was. Nothing was changed and certainly, nothing was destroyed. And I could not hear that voice anymore either. I looked at the table next to me, there was a comic on it, but it was a different comic. It looked even smaller than before. The main character had a similar pose on the cover but the colours and the design were changed. I looked at the titles and it was called ‘Sentry #1’.
What on earth is happening?
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8 136Everyday Magic: Diary of a Shadow Worker
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8 120Realize
~*~*~I'm Enoch O'Connor. My peculiarity is to rise the dead, I'm as cold as the dead things I rise. Yes, I'm a Necromancer. I live in a loop with other peculiar children. Our loop is September 3,1943.There's a girl in this loop who is the only one close to me. For all the years staying in the loop with her, I realized one day I fallen in love with her. But, she's the exact opposite of me.Her name is Olive Abroholos Elephanta.She always smiles at everyone and is always nice. While I'm rude all the time. She has a firey red hair. She's a Pyromancer. She's as warm as the fire she controls. Her eyes are the amazing shade of green. She's always playing with the young kid here, sing to them, tell them stories and tuck them to sleep.Olive, you're the opposite of me, and I can't help but think, like fire and ice combining, it will be impossible for Olive to like me back. It would take years, decades, probably a century, or even more, but it would stay like that.I have a heart that is as cold as ice, while she have a warm heart.Olive, you're the fire and I'm the ice.I wish you would just realize.~*~*~"If you just realize what I just realize,Then we'd be perfect for each other, And we'll never find another." ~Colbie Caillat~*~*~
8 91InstaFamous
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