There were three things I concluded as soon as I woke up earlier1. This wasn't a dream
2. I'm stuck
And 3, these people are killers. I am staying with killers. Maybe they are even psychopaths. I will dieI woke up early for the first time in my life. And for someone who is in a situation that a normal person would be petrified of, I slept like a baby.
Well that tested it.
Being transported a hundred century back doesn't change a person nor her sleeping patterns
At least I found out that whatever happens in the future won't be a hindrance to my relationship with sleeping
As soon as I open my eyes, my mind starting running, searching for various solutions. I tried coming up with theories, imagining testing it, only to come back arrive back in one conclusion
I can't stay here. Not with these strangers. Not with this time frame.
But I am also aware of the fact that I basically have nothing. No resources means no power to make a change for my current situation.
I am smart, but I must admit, I am also dumb and bad with life.
I mean... I literally barely socialize, face buried in books, nose sniffing chemical compounds and toxins, mouth only talking with William, myself, and the wall
We only go out once a month. Whether it was for "Vacation" or for one of his science geek escapade.
It was only when William was missing did I started managing money that's more than 20.
William buys me food. William times my sleep. William times my medicine. William times when I will wake up.
So during the first few days William wasn't with me, I was distorted and confused.
I felt like new soldier being assigned to a war without proper training on how to fight and use firearms.
Of course William taught me how to heat soup in the microwave when he needs to go somewhere. He taught me how to wash my stuffs whether it was my clothes or dishes because that was my responsibility as the user and owner. He taught me how to fix my own bed, research and make hypothesis about a certain study before testing them, to invent an engine that could be controlled by a gadget, robots, headache tablets, etc
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FanfictionYou woke up, welcomed by a man pointing a gun on your face with anger and curiosity obvious on his face, his lips parted as he speaks "I'll shoot in you three if you don't tell me who the fuck you are"