Columbia: Chapter 01: Lighthouses

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My name is (Y/N) (L/N), and my life is pretty fucked up right now.

Now i get that everyone has bad days, some more than others, but I'll tell you right now that I take the cake. I should probably start from the beginning of all this.

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Like I said before my name's (Y/N) (L/N). I'm 19 years old and this whole ordeal began when I was visiting my parents.

You see I go to collage and live on campus, but I still live a few hours dive away from my dorm. So I head out every other week or so to check in on my folks and brother, Patrick.

I'm going to collage for computer graphics and design, I'm not a artist or anything but I'm surprisingly good at it.

It's I entered the old prolong grounds I caught sight of myself in the mirror. I had green eyes, dark hazel hair, a bit pale skin, hey, I spend my day in a room in front of a screen, what do you expect?

I had a pair of darker blue jeans and white shoes. And I had a black under-armor long sleeve short with a orange t shirt over it. Pretty much geek wear. "Hello? Is anyone home?"

I was about to try and call them on my phone when I caught sight of something.

At the door was a note, inside the house. I pulled it from the door and read it to myself.

Dear Mr. (L/N)

We understand that your parents and younger sibling is not home and we do realize that this is quite a shock to you, but they are missing. But we know of their location and can assure you that they are quite well.

I let a shaky breath out and continued reading.

We understand that you must be in quite a state of unrest, so we propose a compromise. Bring us the girl, and wipe away the debt. If you agree then walk outside and tear up this letter.

Sincerely

-Lutece

I read the note again, and again. "Holy shit... this... Fuck me!" I yelled out. This is real, this is so fucking real it's unbelievable! "Fuck! I mean... shit." I said to myself.

I laid my back against the wall and slid down. I held my face in my hands, "Jesus... I-I-I-I need to call the police. That's it, call the police!" I said, realizing the situation, I shoved my hand into my pocket and grabbed my phone.

I couldn't find it though, I just had it in my hands though! I didn't have any options. Heading up to my old room to grab my old grey pullover, I headed outside and locked the door behind me.

After a few steps outside, I felt... dizzy. Before I cold really understand what was happening, I fell.

...

Slowly opening my eyes, I could tell I wasn't exactly in Kansas anymore. One: the ground was rocking back and forth, which really wasn't something I wasn't used to; second, it was raining, hard.

Sitting up, I found out I was in a rowboat, and I wasn't alone. A man and woman in raincoats where sitting in the end of the boat, the man rowing the small vessel.

"Uhhh, hi?" I awkwardly asked.

The woman turned to look, "Ah, see, I told you this one would wake up later." she said to the man.

"Quite, right. Though I was the one who suggested the notion."

"And what notion would that be?"

"That he'd awake."

"Well of course he would, why wouldn't he?"

Great, try not to take offense to that. I thought as I sat up straight. As the two continued on their conversation I noticed a smell in the air. I've been out on the water before, living in Michigan my family had taken a few trips up to the Great Lakes, so being surrounded by water I guessed that was where I was.

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