Finding You

Today Is The Day

Y/N's POV

'Come In' a male voice calls out to me as i stand face to face with a closed door, holding my audition script. I look down to the handle, about to reach out for it but the door automatically opens, inviting me inside. I stand hesitantly on the spot, not entirely sure if im ready for this.

I take in a deep breathe. Breathing it out through my mouth before suddenly rising from the floor and floating into the room as if i didnt have a choice. As if i was being pushed. I land back onto my feet, turning around to see if anyone was there but was only greeted with a dark void outside of the door, slowly fading into a mirror of myself.

I watch a fear ghosts over my face before my vision is blocked off by the door slamming itself shut. I am now trapped in the room.

I turn on my heels, taking a brief glance around the room. Its an Office. Its Empty. Nothing here except four enclosed grey walls and a small plastic table and chair, placed on a rickety, old wooden oak floor that doesn't look like it's been cleaned in a while.

What do i do now?

I take a little step forward causing a loud creak appear and echo around the room as it grows into a much larger space than it was. A nautious feeling enters my system as i watch the room grow, the un-usual vision also making my eyes feel funny. I feel my head turn in curiosity, seeing what other changes the room has brought, only to see a camera on a tripod in front of a lime-green backdrop.

This is an audition, is that where I'm supposed to go?

My feet start to drag across the floor, as my breathing hitches in surprise. I pick my legs up, not wanting to be moved, hoping i would just drop down to the ground, but only come to find that I'm still being pushed over to it. Suddenly, stopping in front of the camera, the force stops. Dropping me down to my knees.

I guess it's time to audition.

I stand back up on my feet, looking directly into the lense of the camera as it stares at me. A shaky breath makes it's way out of my mouth as a bunch of TV's appear, surrounding me. All containing the same image on the screen of me, they must be what the camera is seeing. They don't help the way i feel at this moment. I feel my heart thump repeatedly against my rib cage as small drops of sweat form on my head.

I look back into the camera lens after pulling my eyes away from the many tv screens, taking in a deep breath before slowly releasing it again. Feeling the nerves clustering together in the back of my throat, making it more difficult to breathe as the ball seems to grow. Initially blocking my air ways.

I slowly look down at the script that i am holding, not really ready to audition but just want to get this over with, only to find that the words have disappeared.

"What?" I whisper in slight confusion as i stare at the paper. I decide to check through the pages, lifting on piece off of another, finding nothing more than four blank white pages. A tugging sensation presents itself, as if something is trying to take my paper away. At first it's soft, not being able to take my script as i have a strong hold on it until the tug grows into a full force, causing all sheets to go flying into the air. I reach my arms out, as my legs start to move in a running motion as i try to gather them. However, they just dissipate into thin air, leaving me in more confusion.

A bunch of street noise can suddenly be heard. Loads of people walking, talking, sneezing as the atmosphere around me visibly changes to a night sky. Car alarm sounds emerge out of the darkness, along with car honks as if i am suddenly surrounded by traffic, followed by many other sounds you can hear in the very busy streets of New York.