Gravity

"Ugh, where am I?"

Just woke up from a sleep. Or was it? Im not even sure, but it doesn't matter. I got up to find myself in a messy room with shit everywhere.

"Jesus, what happened?"

What was i thinking? No one is here. Or is it? Lord, what is wrong with me? Ok...ok.....my name is Jason. Im 28 years old and somehow I'm in this room with shit everywhere. Ok.....ok.....take it easy....take it easy. Haaaaa.......hoooooooo. Breath in, breath out. Feufffff.

I got out of bed and looked around.

"It still looks like crap everywhere. Ooooo whats this?"

It looks like some kind of gun. Im not sure. Ohhhh ya, its the 25 century. Of course, its a freaking gravity gun. How retarded can i get?

I looked around again.

This place feels awfully familiar, but in what way? Questions kept on flowing into my head, causing me to start loosing my mind.

"Dude get a grip of yourself. Lord, help me!"

But alas, he could not hear me.

"Sigh"

Suddenly, a motive came to my mind, and i know thats what I'm gonna do next.

Escape

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