When Reality Isn't Real

Chapter 2: Space Camp

Waking up felt like a kick in the face. Kind of like when you stay up until three in the morning watching cat videos only to wake up at six for school. 

The squishy material underneath me beckoned me back to sleep. My body ached and my ears were slightly ringing.

 I felt like I had a cold and my whole head was full of stuffing.

After loosing the battle to any will power of awakening I promptly fell back asleep. Waking up again for a second time, my head felt more clear. I sat up and opened my eyes. 

They stung up onopening them. It was as if they had salt water in them. I couldn't see or hear anything.

 I don't think I'm even breathing... I stood.

The world suddenly became a strange place tumbling around me in silence. I was definitely in water or a weird liquid jelly of some sort and my only input of oxygen was the little mask over my nose and mouth. 

Cords were strung into my arms. I thrashed wildly. I hate needles so much!

They're the worst thing ever... I think I'm hyperventilating... I don't even know where I am! In slow motion I kicked forth. 

The liquid kept me slow. My foot hit something but did nothing. 

As if the world were coming back to me lights turned on hurting my vision. I flinched back actually preferring the suffocating darkness that surrounded me earlier. 

I heard beeps and walking. My muscles were as taught as a bowstring.

 The liquid started draining, my hair slowly settling down on my shoulders, face and back. 

I still couldn't see. My eyes... They're so fuzzy. Oh gosh I don't think I have clothing on... 

Hands grabbed my arms and pulled me out. I gasped monetarily fighting back. I could not hear well either. 

My ears are so full of fluff... I feel so weird. My body is almost fighting me. My sinuses sting and my head swirls with the power of a panic attack.

I could barley utter anything. I felt pinches at my back, legs, and wrists as the needles left me. I

want to cry. I hate them so much... I felt myself being taken places. I feel so handicapped... I

can't see, can't hear... I'm probably naked. Whats wrong with me???... After ten minutes of

walking I'm shoved onto a cold metal table. It opened under me beeps filling my ears. I saw

shadowy figure looking down at me then something closed over me hiding them.

Something pierced my chest making me scream. It hurt. It was digging deep into my skin. It was

thin. It burrowed down between my lung. My breathing got spaztastic making my chest hurt

more. It pushed deeper making me shriek loudly. I kicked the top of my coffin. I went to the

metal thing and tried to yank it out of my flesh. It pushed into something that almost made a

crunching noise. I don't know if I screamed or not. My eyes rolled back into my head and I fell

unconscious.