Slipping into the unknown

Andy

Darkness was all I could see. Well, not see because I couldn't see anything at all. 

The kind of darkness where when you wave your hand in front of your face, you can't see a sliver of your hand. 

Trying to open my eyes, I found I couldn't. Frantically trying to move anything on my body, I tried to let out a groan of disapproval upon realizing that my body was continuing to lay still. 

Sleep paralysis maybe? I've never experienced it myself, at least not that I know of, but I've studied and read about it. A supposed common reaction is feeling a pressure on your chest, or neck even; there's even feeling, seeing, or hearing things around you. 

Once again trying to move my arms, I still found I couldn't- not even a smidge. The only thing I knew that I was laying down in my bed. 

Duke, of all the things you've sensed before sense me now. Move or do something. Fart for all I care; just to know that I'm not alone. That's right, I'm willing to be stuck with your farts as long as you move!

Feeling something on my bed start to move, I was overjoyed; thinking that he somehow received my telepathic message to him. Much to my shock, it felt like a pair of arms was wrapping around me. 

Concerned for my well being and not knowing who it was, I frantically tried thrashing around. 

Come on Duke! You're supposed to be my guard dog. You know? The protective guard that still loves on you and keeping me company.  

Much to my annoyance, I continued lying there, still as can be, with whoever's arms were wrapping around me. They didn't feel familiar, but they felt slightly prickly. I could infer that whoever it was got a tattoo recently, and it was a very decent size at that too. 

Once the arms were wrapped around me, I felt like I was floating. My stomach was doing many back flips from the odd sensation filling me. It was a mixture between the feelings of a plane  taking off, and being on a sped boat. 

Not feeling anything around me, I suddenly saw something. It wasn't my bedroom like I would have hoped it to be, but it was a play ground. Specifically one I went to when I was younger. I recognized the red slide instantly, and memories of it started flooding into my mind. I didn't get much time to process the memories though, when two kids raced by my; knocking me out of my thought. 

I recognized one of them being as a young version of me, roughly age 7 or 8, and a kid that my jaw dropped instantly when seeing. I couldn't quite remember his name, but i recognized the face. 

He had pitch black hair, high pitched eye brows, them still being as black as his hair, and the brightest blue eyes I've ever seen on anyone to this day. Taking in the child's beauty, not in a creepy way but more of the 'wow when you get older you're going to be fine' way, I saw how the kids interacted. 

They, or we I should be saying, considering this is some sort of real life memory, ran around. Enjoying the game of tag, using the big red slide as a 'safe zone'. My heart was swooning at the images in front of me, thinking about how when becoming adults you don't really have that kind of fun with people anymore unless you're lucky. 

That was until the girl, or I, tripped and fell; scraping my knees. I had tears welling up in my eyes as I looked down at my knee in pain. The boy ran over, his laughter ending immediately at the sight of me on the ground in pain. He looked at it, leaning in and kissed over the cut. 

"There. All better now." He said while smiling greatly at me, as if he was proud of his heroic actions. 

"Thanks Andy," They both were smiling at each other still as I got up from the ground. "Now....You're it!". Once tagging him and running away, laughing and smiling as if I didn't just fall and scrape my knee that would leave a small scar; one that would still be here today. 

"Hey no fair!" Andy, the boy whose name I once forgot but remembered as soon as I heard myself say it, said while laughing but continued to chase after me. 

Watching the kids run away from where I was 'watching' from, the image and everything around me started to fade into darkness. 

The feeling of the strong yet delicate arms around me started to leave me to lay on the bed. As I was lying and felt nothing but my bed beneath me, the floating sensation left my body. 

The complete darkness once took over my world. I wasn't sure for how much longer this was going on until I heard a song. 

The song Andy You're A Star by the Killers was playing. Hearing it woke me from my slumber if you could call it that. 

Picking up my phone to check the time, I saw that it was 6:15, relieved that the song was just from my alarm that I had 'shuffle' on for my songs to wake me up, and that I had 2.45 hours until work.

<Thoughts? You guys liking this so far? Any suspicions on what you think is going to happen next? Let me know if you guys want and thank you so much for reading!

Side note: Last night I watched a 4 minute video of Gerard, Lyn-Z, and Bandit and it was so cute! like there were a bunch a pictures and songs from his album 'Hesitant Alien'  it's just so heart warming to see Gee be so proud of his daughter and doing so well in life and living it to the fullest. He truly sets standards so high, and so does Frank really. 

Actually, almost all band members get the standards for people and how they treat others so high and I just love that they exist. 

Sorry this rant/ sidenote it odd but I just had to at least tell someone if they'd read it. Anyways.. Laterz!>