Jackson Maverick opened his eyes for what felt like the first time in his life.
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The first thing he saw was the night sky, the constellation of stars were sparkling like little diamonds.
He slowy reached out his hand to the night sky making a grabbing gesture, giving him the illusion of grabbing the stars. 'What h-happened?' Wondering why he is here, laying on something that smells horrible, and watching the stars. He frowned and tried to remember - remember what happened to him. He tried with all his might but he still couldn't remember.
The only thing he remembered was - "Sirens.." he muttered under his breath. The sounds of sirens were the only thing he remembered, just imagining the sounds of sirens made him shiver to his very core.
The feeling of anxiety and dread filled him, akin to a water filling up a bucket really fast. He looked at his out-stretched arm shaking in fear. It felt like eternity for him to finally compose himself, though was probably just a few minutes and he was being dramatic.
Now somewhat composed, he tried to stand up to see where he was, though the key word being TRIED. It had taken several attemps to stand but he was only able to stand now using the walls for support. It felt like he was walking for the first time after being a coma for ten years.
He looked around to see where he is, it seems as though he is at an alleyway and to his horror, the thing he was lying down on few minutes ago, was an old torn down trashbag, he could see several cockroaches in the open gashes of the trashbag crawling, and several outside as well. On top of the trashbag were swarm of flies, next to the trashbag were old rusted trashbin.
Internally he screamed like a banshee, frantically he look all over his body to see if any of those damn demon insects has crawled to him. Seeing none of those cockraches he sighs in utter relief. 'Thank God.....I should probably see, just where the hell I am.'
He slowly walk out of the the narrow allyway, still using the walls of a building to support him as he still can't stand on his own. When he was out of that alleyway the place before him looked surreal.
It looks like he is in a modern looking city. With several cars zooming past on the road, that wasn't the surreal part of the city. No, it was the other aspect of the city.
There were several blue glowing trees planted on both sidewalks, both the trunk and branches of the trees looked normal. It was the foliage, the color of the leaves was a light blue. Reminding Jackson of diamonds, and the foliage was glowing an ethereal blue illuminating the area.
Seeing how the street was barren of any lamp post, Jackson guess the trees replace the lamp post in this strange city.
The other aspect, debatable more stranger were the people, the people were wearing exotic clothes and many of them having diffrent colored hair. Though for some reason instead of looking goofy and weird, it looked completely natural like the fact that some them seemingly have slaves carrying them their things.
