Second Life: A Second Chance

Unas Palomas en Vuelo (I)

Facing the wall in front of me, I stare deeply into the wall's sleek surface, noticing almost immediately the glossy reflection its fresh coat of green color gives out, all while the wall emits a particular smell that reeks of fresh cut wood. Shifting my eyes away from the wall's front surface, I look downwards to the desk, beginning my impaired search around the desk/wall border for the item. I must find the item. 

Soon enough, I spot the small round glass vial, lying mere inches away from my rib-cage, seemingly empty of the liquid that was once held inside, atop the dark brown surface of the desk. Quickly, I focus my attention towards the glass vial's immediate surroundings. On the left side of the glass vial, I spot an exposed drop of the liquid I had recently taken, with the tiny sample of purple bubbly substance lying two centimeters away from the vial. On the right side of the vial, I spot my right hand laying paralyzed on the respective desk side. Suddenly, I feel my heartbeat racing, alongside an uncontrollable urge to vomit. My mind swirls and sees small wisps of light circling my entire body whole. What kind of twisted shit is this? I cannot even move and yet I feel sick. I feel as if I am dying but I am not. I want to be let go. This is too much to endure for a challenge.

"ARGH!" I let out with my clenched mouth, having had enough of the unwanted euphoria. 

I begin shaking and moving erratically, unable to stop myself as my body convulses. I let out a loud scream immediately after I begin convulsing, before desperately asking for help from this insanity. However, just as my body feels it will go into a coma, my body calms itself down, with my eyes beginning to tire, filled to the brim with an exhausting sensation, causing the erratic movements to cease. As exhaustion sets in, I resort my body to focus succumbing to the sensation of weariness, causing me to lose consciousness very quickly. 

Seconds after passing out, I find my eyes waking, feeling rejuvenated with high alertness yet incapacitated in sight due to the presence of a strong darkness that has overtaken my vision. Suddenly, upon realization of the hindrance to my sight, I move my unrestrained hands to my eyes, where I reach slowly for them, before feeling a wide cloth-like rope covering them shut, with the length of the cloth seeming to reach in length from my nose to my upper forehead. I must be blindfolded. 

Recalling a physical restraining exercise I had maneuvered myself through during Training, I search for a knot in the rope-like cloth using the touch of my hands to guide me, feeling all around the perimeter of my head before stumbling upon a knot tucked right behind my right ear, where I attempt to carefully untie the cloth rope. Unfortunately, my hands work to no avail. Unable to free my sight from the dark, I quickly move my hands to both ears, feeling around my head for the edges of the cloth rope, grasping as much as I can of the rope before pulling it completely down, unblinding myself in the process. Within seconds of unblinding myself, do I see myself covered in a sort of green pasture, with vast amounts of sunlight hitting my exposed body parts, burning my skin almost. Having felt the overwhelming power of light, I proceed to blink several times in order to clear my eyes from the unwanted stunned feeling I felt following my unblinding. 

After blinking heavily for a good minute, I sit up from my resting position and prepare my eyes to glance around the area for any objects that might have something to do with the current challenge. Seconds into looking around, I find myself utterly stunned by what I see before me. Lying a few meters away from where I sit, is a huge black platform overlooking hundreds of filled rows of white plastic chairs beside me. Astounded by what is before me, I look to the ground, finding myself sitting atop a long and thin green colored rug separating the rows of chairs into two sections. From my left side, I notice that solely females are sitting in chairs in their respective side, while on the right side, I see that solely males are also seated, but in their respective section. Looking around the filled chairs, I notice that all persons are frozen solid, staring straight at the black platform ahead of me without any movement whatsoever. Confused by why the persons around me are behaving so oddly, I begin walking forwards to the black platform ahead of me, honing in on an unusual object placed atop and in the center of the black platform.