Author Topic: Between Worlds (Read 142 times)

missdjones11 · « **on:** October 15, 2013, 11:22:15 pm »

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Premise-
This is a place that has no address, no position in the stars, and no latitude or longitude. It simply exists. Each day is not a day at all, by normal standards. There is no day and night, only beginnings and ends. Twelve hours pass, twelve are forgotten, and the next period begins. There is a chance every period of hours to become something new, to change a past event, or continue to the future. Awakening is different every time in this place. Always a different scene unfolds before one’s eyes. Waking up is fearful and exhilarating, who knows what will be found on the other side of closed eyes?

...other beings exist in the world with us. We are lucky to remember meeting anyone or anything. Twelve hours forgotten do much to hinder the mind and yet, somehow we know, we are not alone...

missdjones11 · « **Reply #1 on:** October 16, 2013, 02:24:23 am »

The sky opened like curtains, windows are often opened to greet the light of day, but behind the blue sky was a void, an all consuming blackness. Everything slowed and the world around her began to melt into the darkness. She screamed, but sound had been lost, only to be replaced by a constant powerful throbbing, like the heartbeat of a dying world.
   It took all she had to run... past a large, old, oak tree.... down a broken path.... towards the last light she could see....
   The ground began to fade away, only to reveal more emptiness... she was slowly consumed, disappearing with all of the world into the darkness.

You know how when you dream sometimes you forget exactly what happened?
That's how I feel all the time when I wake up,
As if there is something I forgot about the period before,
Sometimes memories return and other times they slip away forever...

     Alexandria Tyreal opened her eyes to blinding light. She was on her back in an open field of dirt. She stood and began to walk, slowly at first, and then with increasing speed. She felt like she was running from something, but what?
Why can't I remember? What is this place?
She stopped running a grabbed her head, closing her eyes. Searching for something, anything to help her understand what she was doing there...

SoloKoloS · « **Reply #2 on:** October 16, 2013, 06:19:28 pm »

Chris's face was alight with joy as he stared at her. He couldn't take his eyes off 'her,' and he had a feeling she felt the same. The light cut through the old tree above. Chris got a little closer to her, and she didn't seem to mind when he slowly wrapped his arms around her. He felt her hair against his arms as he enveloped her in an amazing embrace. Chris slowly leaned forward, and she did as well before their lips touched. They were soft like silk, and all he could think about was her. Chris slowly realized that he would do anything for her. She pulled away and what felt like an eternity was still too short.
She had this knowing look in her eyes, as if to say 'Too much of a good thing isn't a good thing' and it made Chris grin. He stared into her ruby eyes, and slowly began to lean forward, when he saw it, out of the corner of his eye.
Like the light flees from the sun, a shadow was racing towards them. It destroyed everything it came across, and beyond the shadow was nothing. No light or dark, no shadow, just nothing. Chris gasped, and she slowly turned and saw it. A moment later she was gone, and he was in darkness.
The dark was warm, and seemed to beckon him to sleep, and it came with ease. Chris awoke under the same tree, but minus one thing. Her. Her love, her very being was gone, and at that moment it became clear that he wouldn't see her again. Tears fell from Chris's eyes with ease, and he lay there. The sobs came in waves, and the grass brushed his arm. Chris's sword and sheath was against his body at an awkward angle, almost propping him off the ground. But all he could think about was her.

missdjones11 · « **Reply #3 on:** October 17, 2013, 03:04:38 am »

…something ran into Alex and she opened her eyes and looked around. The scene before her was not the same as it had been just moments ago. She was in a room... but everything was blurry. The walls and floor seemed to warp and flow like water, even though when she moved, she felt like she was standing on solid ground.
   Alex gasped as she looked around. The room was filled with people wearing black cloaks. Their faces were like the walls and the floor, blurry and unrecognizable, though she felt like she should know who they all were...
   There! A face! She had seen it for just a split second before the figure turned and walked towards a door on the far side of the room. She hurried after the figure, trying to catch it before it disappeared. Reaching out, she grabbed the figure's shoulder and spun it around. All she saw was another obscure, blurry face.
   No! You had a face, I know you did! The figure simply grasped her hand and mumbled something she couldn't understand before returning to the rest of the crowd...
   The only thing she could think to do was go through the door that the figure was originally heading towards. Turning on her heel, she sped off in that direction. Right before she made it to the door, one of the black cloaked figures stood in her path and very clearly said, “You are not ready...”
...the figure's arm shot out and hit Alex square on the chest, sending her flying across the room...

Thomas McGovern · « **Reply #4 on:** October 17, 2013, 03:54:40 am »

Fell woke up in his living nightmare. The walls were covered in fungi and were beaten down to a pulp. The floor was littered with library books and covered in a liquid. It scared Fell. To the point he blacked out and woke up again, this time just trying to find a way out of the room. He looked around the room for anything that could give him a clue to where he was. Rustling through the books that were strewn across the room, Fell found a key to the door that was imprisoning him in the room. He didn't know what to expect when he opened the door, but he sure as hell did not expect this. The fungi had turned into actual flesh on the walls and a spongy surface on the floor, he did not want to know what it was. There was no one else in the room, but himself, so when he heard something crash onto the ground, he panicked and hid in the other room. He came back to the room, dumb struck. This was Fell's own living hell. No one was in the building, he was by his lonesome. He cried himself to a deep and dark slumber.

Later, when Fell woke up, he woke up in a room with a normal bed and books laying around on his floor. He had no idea what he dreamed of, but what he did find was his old Swiss army Pocketknife, shattered on the floor. He was depressed about that, it was his Grandfather's from the war. He had no recollection of what had occurred or how it happened. When Fell walked down from the stairs, he found his mother making breakfast right before she head off to work. "Hey mom, what are the plans for tonight?" he asked. She responded with something that made his heart sink within his chest. "We are going to your grandfather's funeral."

Eklispe · « **Reply #5 on:** October 17, 2013, 03:12:34 pm »

Aron opened his eyes to find himself standing on a road made of a rainbow of colors, the road forked just in front of him. The path to the left was black and the path to the right was white. He felt a distinctive pull to both paths.

He heard a menacing voice say "You have two paths, make your choice or suffer the consequences." He sat there for a moment indecisive when the pulling feeling on his body suddenly increased. He felt himself begin to pull apart from the force then he blacked out from the pain.

He woke up wearing a black glove on his left hand that looked like it had sheets of metal in it. On his left he had a white glove that felt heavy. His shirt was solid black on one half and solid white on the other.

SoloKoloS · « **Reply #6 on:** October 17, 2013, 08:39:42 pm »

Chris slowly recovered from the sobs, and began to think logically. "She's probably out there somewhere," he thought to himself as he looked around. "Yeah, somewhere," He slowly stood up, and right before he got on his feet suddenly fell flat on his back again. Chris had forgotten about the extra weight of the sword, and this time made sure to get up fully. He slowly drew his sword, and tested the weight, creating a wood target in front of himself. Chris had experience, after all he had been in the world for almost 3,000 'days'. But this was still the first time he had woken up without 'her,' and, despite his false hope, he knew he would never wake up with her again. Chris had never braved the dark without her, and he knew it would take a million 'days' to find her again. He lunged at the target, spinning to cut the target clean in half. Chris stopped the blade right before it hit the ground, and made the target whole again before he continued. Then, they came. A small shadow came out of the tree, only about an inch wide, and in the shape of a rain drop. It was just that, though, a shadow. Nothing else, just absence of light. It crawled down the tree, and across the grass to Chris's leg. Chris noticed it, right as it touched him. He smiled, because it was almost cute, but moved his leg. It crawled onto his right foot, which was closer, and then it happened. His foot was gone, and the shadow was taking anything it touched with it. He screamed in agony, and fell backwards, his right arm landing on his sword, and it cut halfway through, but not all the way. The bone was visible, and slightly ****, but soon the view of his bone was blocked by blood. So much blood. Rivers of blood flowed as more shadows came from the tree. At this point, Chris was missing his leg up to his thigh, and he started to crawl away screaming. The sun lay speckled light across his figure as he crawled away, barely faster then the shadow. Despite this, more shadows were coming, millions of them. Chris tried to use his right arm in his panic, but only screamed again when he felt the sudden electric pain. He was quite a sight, with his river of blood following a figure with almost no right arm, and no right leg at all. Chris suddenly fainted, his head landing in the pool of blood he had produced.

missdjones11 · « **Reply #7 on:** October 17, 2013, 09:23:26 pm »

   Alex smashed through the wall on the opposite side and landed underneath a large oak tree, outside the building.
   It took her several moments to regain complete consciousness. When she did, she looked around. It was clear now, what kind of building she had been in. It was a church, a large old, stone church. She recognized it from somewhere... where... danget! Where!?
   She tried to pull herself to her feet and screamed in agony, a root of the oak tree was protruding from her left thigh. Roots aren't meant to grow that way... She tried to pull herself up and off of the root, but the more she lifted her leg up, the longer the root became. What is happening to me? For the next several moments, what seemed like an eternity to Alex, she fought with the root, trying to get her leg free. The more she struggled, the more the root seemed to attach itself to her, soon enough it was wrapped around her thigh and slowly twisting around her torso.
   Just accept it, accept it because you cannot change it... the root continued to twist itself around her... Is it even worthwhile to fight a losing battle... The root began to tighten, slowly at first, then with increased power... No, give up now, why fight... she could feel her muscles giving up and her body slowly going limp...
   No...
   Don't...
   Give up...

Eklispe · « **Reply #8 on:** October 18, 2013, 03:31:51 pm »

Aron got up and found himself on the rainbow road again, but the white and black paths were no where in sight. Suddenly a blurry gray person appeared and came running straight towards him. Aron reflexively put out his left hand in a fist and was surprised when sharpened metal popped out of his black glove and impaled the man.

The strange man turned into ash and blew away. A small blotch of black appeared on the white side of his shirt. Aron tried to pull of the blotch of color but found he couldn't touch it. He shrugged and kept walking on the rainbow path, but all the colors seemed to get darker and darker until everything vanished.

Thomas McGovern · « **Reply #9 on:** October 19, 2013, 08:21:49 am »

Fell got dressed for the funeral in the classic black tuxedo that you see commonly. He took the shattered pocketknife with him. He planned on to put it to rest with his grandfather in the casket. Why grandpa.. He was too good of a person to die. Fell went to his room and slammed the door. He walked into the closet and screeched and bawled until his mother came in and comforted him. “Why mom? Why does happen to good people? Why them?” Fell’s mom didn’t answer him, just walked away. After everyone was ready to depart, they all loaded up in the limo and went to the cemetery. Everyone’s faces were so bleak. The sky was a dark grey and it was about to rain. Fell hated the rain. Always did, he doesn’t remember why, though. Whenever he thinks about it, he gets distracted and forgets. As they were all getting out, Fell tripped on the ground and hit his head and was knocked unconscious..

When fell woke up, it was raining, but not the normal rain you see. It was blood. The grass looked desecrated and on it was the blood that was raining from the red sky. Gravestones were broken, everything was twisted and dark. It wasn’t the normal gray he remembered, it was now pitch black with blood everywhere. Fell ran in the pitch black world until he found his grandfather’s gravestone.. It was the only normal gravestone. The only NORMAL gravestone. Fell was scared to his wits end about that, so he just ran. He ran until he found a ledge that led into the nearby lake. It was probably about a 50ft drop until someone would hit the lake. Fell thought this was perfect. Thinking about what was happening in his life freaked him out. It always has. His only friend, his grandfather, was dead. He didn’t want to live a lonely life. He decided this was the only way. So he got himself further away and walked up the edge of the cliff. His mother yelled his name, but he didn’t hear it. What he did hear was the voice inside his head, screaming to end it all. He decided he finally would. He jumped and thought to himself.. I’ve never been truly loved. Never. Damn this life. Damn those people. They will feel the way he did. Insecure, Scared.. but most of all.. lonely. Damn them all. As he hit the blood-water, he blacked out instantly.

missdjones11 · « **Reply #10 on:** October 20, 2013, 12:08:12 am »

   Alex's eyes flew open, full of fear. Searching all around her, looking for whatever it was tshe was afraid of, but there was nothing. She was sitting on a bench outside of a house.
   “Alex! What are you doing out here all alone, silly girl! Everyone is inside waiting for you!”
   Startled, she looked towards the origin of the voice. It was her mother. “Oh, yeah, sorry mom! I was just enjoying the sunlight, it’s such a pretty day,” she said apologetically.
   Her mom laughed, “Well don't you sound all grown up! I can't believe you are turning eleven today!”
   Alex stood up and immediately sat back down again as pain shot through her leg. The pain seemed to originate from her left thigh. What the heck? She moved her leg around, but the pain seemed to disappear. Well that was odd. Standing again, she walked towards the house. She walked up to the glass door and, before sliding it open, she saw in the reflection an oak tree that, for some reason, made her shudder as the pain in her leg re-ignited...
   “Hey! What is wrong with you, you idiot child! We have been waiting in here while you dilly dally and play around. Get in the house NOW!” her dad yelled as he pulled the glass door open and dragged her through it into the house...
   “Happy Birthday Alex!” Everyone shouted excitedly. Soon the party was in full swing and Alex was completely happy talking to and being around all the people she knew and loved. She was lost in the joy of the moment…
   The mood of the room then shifted so suddenly it was almost palpable. Everyone seemed to move in slow motion. Alex’s mom fell to the floor, dropping the glass cup was carrying. Glass and juice went everywhere, but Alex was focused on her mother. Her mom was now just a heap on the floor, her arms cut and bloody from the glass…

SoloKoloS · « **Reply #11 on:** October 25, 2013, 06:04:55 pm »

Chris woke up next to a giant oak tree. "Where. . ." he couldn't complete the thought. He saw a girl being 'dragged' inside a house, by what seemed to be her father. He watched carefully. He slowly looked around, and couldn't remember anything, but. . . "Where is she?!?" Chris suddenly realized that she was gone. He ran towards the house, almost slipping on the barely wet grass. Chris caught himself and skipped the first step onto the porch and opened the door silently, his sword coming out of his sheath with a dull hiss. Then everything changed. Time seemed to stand still as he took his first step inside the house, and he heard the sound of glass shattering.
Chris slowly made his way past the kitchen, time seeming to stand still for some reason. He jumped and skipped the first 4 steps of the wooden stairs in front of him. Then he leaped his way up 3 more. Chris frantically made his way up the rest of the way, before turning right. Chris saw the painted, black door in front of him, and rammed it with his shoulder. Upon entrance he found an empty field, and turned to see no door behind him.
"Why did I. . ." Chris mumbled to himself, having no recollection of his motivation to go through the door. Then he forgot about the door, and started walking in the empty field of yellowing grass. Something was different, but he could no longer put his finger on the change. All the same, he walked forward: Step by step.

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