The Gift

Unraveled

A long excruciating scream came from above Brenda. Her eyes wide with fear, her body frozen in it's tracks. *plop* She felt something hot run down her forehead, but it sure wasn't sweat. As her shaking hand lifted up to touch the mysterious substance, something huge slapped the back of her head, sending her body 2 feet from where she stood only seconds ago.

A dart shot right into her thigh, she felt her body slowly numbing.

"Why can't you just obey the rules Bre? We've had this conversation many times. You earn my trust then just brake it? You're never getting out at this rate."

Memories flushed into view. Brenda had tried to escape, but from what? She had no idea. Finally her vision blurred and she slowly fell into the arms of darkness.

Brenda woke up in a small gray room, where she's guessing she's lives for a while now. She swung her legs off the bed and stood up. It was pretty much empty besides a mirror and a sink. A loud ringing noise indicated that it was time for the door to open up. Brenda couldn't remember much, but somehow she knew exactly how the place functioned.

She stepped out, squinting then covering her eyes with her arm. There she was, back in the almost too white of a room. She wasn't sure how long she'd been out, but it had to be the next day because the doors only opened one time everyday. Everything was the same, except for one odd thing. A few feet away, she saw a body awkwardly laying on the floor. As she walked closer the body become clear.

It was her, head covered in dried blood and from the looks of it, cracked open. She felt nauseous and couldn't hold back the urge to gag. She turned away, vomiting onto the perfectly clean floor. She was surprises to see chunks of food, as she doesn't remember eating anything. She wiped her mouth with her sleeve, then turned back to her dead body. There was no sane explanation for what she was looking at.

All of a sudden, the body in front of her unraveled into ash. The white room now also crumbling of it's paint. The settings were just magically changing right before her eyes. She stood still, then screwed her eyes shut, not wanting to see anymore. Sand? She opened her eyes to see that she now stood at the beach. A transition? This has never happened before. She couldn't help but to think to herself. Shes never had two different memories happen at once. Something was definitely wrong, or at least different.