The Bladed Rose

Chapter three: Where Am I?

   So... um... I'm in a place. I don't know where the hell I am or how I got here but I'm here. How'd I get here...? I was walking down the street away from the motel I was in last chapter then it was as if everything just kinda broke. The buildings were fragmented, the ground grew and split randomly, the sky if you looked closely was fragmented as well. Ever watch that Doctor Strange movie? Yeah, it looked like that. But instead of just buildings and surroundings it was also people. But... uhm... the people were very viscerally broken, like you could see their insides and stuff. So that was interesting and immensely disturbing. And I'm used to blood and gore mind you, just... this felt wrong. Like reality was tearing itself apart and I was the only thing not affected.

   Not too long after I felt a pain in my body and a liquid, not water, poured from my eyes. I couldn't really see much but when I looked down to see this mystery, red, and thick liquid I quickly discovered that it was blood, blood was coming out of my eyes like a waterfall as the universe died around me. I screamed, or I think I screamed. I made a sound but it didn't come from my mouth, it came from the area around me. It was shrill and manic and terrifying, the sound grew and grew in volume and noise until it dominated my thoughts. Then I was here. I don't know what this place is or why I'm here or even how I got here. All I know is it's dark, cold, and has a draft. So I'm assuming a very dark room whose walls lead outside and outside is a cold and windy place. So safe to say I'm freaking the fuck out right now, fffuuuuuuuunnnn.

   I sat there for a bit, getting my thoughts together and going through the whole "Am I going crazy??" thing before pushing that back for later thought. I stood up and and walked straight, feeling for a wall. I wound up walking for a lot longer than I thought before running into a concrete wall, it was rough. And cold. Ice cold in fact. I quickly tore my hands from the wall before putting them back on and following it, looking for a door. It took my a bit but I came to a smooth part of the wall, which I quickly assumed to be the door, steel probably. I felt around for a knob and after a moment and much to my dismay, discovered that it was a smooth door from top to bottom. Meaning that it could only be opened on the other side, if even that. So do you know what I did? Nope, cuz I don't even know. I closed my eyes, growled, and rushed the door with intent to break it down. I ran and didn't feel the impact before head-butting the wall on the other side of the door. Ouch.

   I got up and rubbed my head before observing where the hell I was. Turns out I was in some kind of white marble hallway. I wandered the halls for hours on end before just... walking out the doorway. Just like that. No resistance or someone trying to stop me. I just walked out the building. I was now in the desert, possibly Nevada? I don't even know if I'm in America still. Kept wandering until I passed out due to heat and exhaustion, not my choice folks. I slept for who knows how long.