Unnoticed..? (statehumans)

~Dreams~

Everything fell into black.

-TIME: ???-
-Minnesota POV-

I woke up in a cold sweat. I took a quick look around. I stood up from my Indian style sitting position. I think I'm in a thick weeping pine tree forest. That explains why it's so dark. It was eerily quiet. Then a voice broke through the silence.

"Pl---s- wak- --." It was hard to understand, but I understood.

"But I am awake.." I said to myself. I decided to explore the forest. There was a faint crying that followed me wherever I went, it wasnt growing louder nor softer. It was just there. It made the atmosphere here worse for me. It's even eerier now. Something in the thick underbrush moved. I froze.

"S-Show yourself!" I stuttered. That did not sound as confident as I wanted it to. The bush moved again. Something finally broke through it. It was a frog. Of course. I sighed. I continued pondering about in the forest.

...

I found myself at an opening through the thick bristles of sticks and leaves. I walked through. This is the most beautiful sight I've ever seen. I walked over to the cliff side and looked down. About 4 miles down, there was a field of rolling hills made of sweet yellow green grass, and a light blue, curving, almost cartoon like river going from east to west at the side of the cliff. The beautiful clearwater reflected the light coming off of the pretty sunrise in the distance. The sun was big and bold, giving off the colours of bright orange and gold, the sky fading from dark magenta, to a pastel pink, to periwinkle, to a soft blue. The clouds were a soft cotton candy pink, all fluffy and looking like actual cotton candy. I sat at the edge of the cliff, my legs hanging off the edge, my hands behind me, palms to the ground for support. I havent felt this happy in so long. Then the voice, somewhat familiar, came back.

"P-P-l---e w--- u-" It seems to be less clearer than the last time. But it also seems more frantic. The crying was softer, a little less clear. It sounded like someone I know. I got up. Something was pulling me towards jumping, but there was a horrible feeling in my stomach that told me if I did decide to jump off the cliff, it would be a stupid-a$$ idea. Obviously, it's a f#cking 4 mile drop! If I jump, I die!

I looked behind me back at the forest a few yards back. Something felt not right. Then I looked at the sky behind the forest. It was weird, shiny inky black. It seemed to creep up along the sky line, where the trees touch the sky, out of nowhere. It looked like it was moving at a cloud speed on a windless day. That's probably not a good thing.

"I-Its nothing," I tried to tell myself. Something told me to check my arm. I realized I was wearing a T-shirt, so there was no need to roll up any sleeves. But then I realized. I wasnt wearing a T-shirt at all. It was some sort of hospital gown dress thing, going all the way down to my knees. I had only socks on. That probably explains why I could feel every stick and pebble I stepped on. I looked at my arm to see no bandage, and no scars or cuts. No blood. It was like it was never there in the first place. Where am I? And why am i here? A figure covered in black emerged from the forest out of nowhere.

"You're not supposed to be here," it said.

"E-Excuse me?" I questioned, my voice a little shaky.

"You are not supposed to be here," it repeated in response. The sky instantly grew more black, heading for the almost risen sun. My eyes widened in surprise. I took a step back and my heel went of the cliff. I forgot about the view behind me at this time. I lost my balance. I was

falling

falling

falling

And then I hit something. I dont know what, but it wasnt the ground I saw when I looked over the cliff. The thing is, that was a 4 mile drop. I had felt like I just tripped and fell onto my back. The floor was concrete, i could tell by how cold and hard the floor was. I got back up, dusted myself off, and tried to observe my new surroundings. Tried. It was pitch black, and I couldnt see a thing.

"What is this? What is happening?" I asked myself.

"Come -n --me on! Wake -p!" The voice said again. Even more frantic than last time.

"What do you mean wake up? I'M ALREADY AWAKE!" I shouted in frustration. The voice came back.

"Min- i-is t-at y--? COME O- WA-- U-!" It shouted back.

"Who are you?!" I shouted back.

"J-s-st wak- up! Pleas-!" You could hear the sorrow, panic and worry in its voice.

"W-Why am I-I stu-ck her-e?!" I cried out in frustration. "LET ME OUT!"

"You'r- not st-u-uc- any-h--e! Its m-! Don- y-u reme--er..?" It sounded like It was sobbing. Whoever It was, I sorta felt sorry for It. The crying stopped. I heard loud thumps come from nowhere.

"This is such a weird-a$$ dream.." I told myself. "But if it's a dream, why does it feel so real?" Whatever. I just need to figure out how to get out of this h_ll hole. I dropped to the ground and started crawling. I wasnt crawling to anywhere specific, I was just hoping to find something. I started crawling south.

...

A bit more crawling later, my hand landed on something that wasnt cement. I picked it up. It felt like the shape of a gun. I got up from my hands and knees, cocked the gun and aimed it at the floor. I pulled the trigger.

BANG

Yep, the gun was loaded. Another very loud bang went off. It was an echo of the first one. A tear rolled down my cheek. I dont wanna be here anymore. I wanna go back home to my family. To my friends. To my life. I cried more at these thoughts.

"Jag saknar dem.." I said again. I dont know why, but it seems when I'm really sad, I speak in svenska.

"JAG SAKNAR DIG!" I shouted again, at nothing. The voice came back.

"What wa- --at?" It asked. At this point I had cried all my tears and I zoned out. I felt myself lift up the hand with the gun. I felt the barrel at my head. I dont know why, but I pulled the trigger again.

BANG

The instant I shot, I felt like I was pulled through my body.

I woke up.

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Hällå again my friends! Glad to see you here on the 8th chapter! If you couldn't tell, I did not try on the cover pic for this chapter. Sorry I haven't been uploading every day. I'm busy with life, and I'm trying my best to come up with creative ways to write this book! As you can see, it's not working very well. Okej, that's it! Adjo!
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