I wake up in a cold sweat. My breathing is uneven and and rapid. I take a moment to calm down and take a few deep breathes.
I sit up and rest my head and back against the firm headboard. I lean over to my right and grab my large mug and take a long, lengthily sip of water to calm my nerves and re-hydrate.
I place the mug back down. I turn on the lam that is on the same bedside-table as my mug. Once the light is on and illuminates the entirety of the room, I check my watch.
My watch says that it is 3:49AM despite the natural light.
'I immediately need to get my watch fixed tomorrow'
I scratch my head and stretch. I let out a huge yawn and stand up. I brush the creases out of my suit to the best of my ability and go downstairs.
(time skip beyatch)
I grab a fire extinguisher and ram it against the fragile wooden door, only for the fire extinguisher to fucking dissipate!
I'm starting to get really pissed now.
I huff and lean against the door. I slowly slouch down until I am sitting down on the floor. I run my hands through my hair and let out a nervous chuckle. I check my watch and IT STILL SAYS 3:49AM.
Suddenly I hear a creak and and I go tumbling back.
I hastily stand up again and regain my composure. I run my hands through my hair again but this time with the intention to straighten it up again.
There is nothing but a gaping void behind the door.
I hesitantly take a step forward, always checking my surroundings, when the door slams shut again and I fall asleep again.
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Interstellar Capturing
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