I'm A Badger

Story II

I slowly opened my eyes, feeling slightly dizzy and hungover like I'd drank a few hundred bottles of beer.

I looked around me, my vision blurry and unclear.

It was rather dark and the room felt small.
The air felt thick and it was hard to breath.

I heard a small noise in the back of my head, whisperin words that I couldn't understand.

I felt slightly scared and confused.
The air was cold and it sent shivers down my body.

I raised my hand in front of me and flipped off the darkness.
With my middle finger standing proud I mumbled many curses under my breath that were directed at the weird voice in my head.

I had no idea where I was, how and why.

I didn't care at the time.

My top priority was to shove my middle finger in the darkness' face and curse at the voices.

"Fuck you darkness! Fuck you weird voice! If I could I would shove my finger down yer fucken throat!"

After awhile I calmed down and started thinking more logically.
Unfortunately my brain started hurting, so I stopped thinking and sat down.

I glided my hands along the floor, feeling the weird surface.
It felt what I imagined clouds would feel like, but a bit more harder.

"What is this place...?"

I thought to myself out loud.

I kinda liked it.
There wasn't anyone else there, it was quiet and peaceful.

I laid down on the floor, closing my eyes.
It might look like Hell, but it felt like Heaven to me.

Until....

"Joel! Pssst, wake up!"

I opened my eyes again.

I felt one of my classmates shove my shoulder lightly.

I lifted my head from the table and looked around me.

Instead of an empty void, I was in class.

....

"Goddamn it...."