A Night's Adventure

First and Last

The most amazing and mesmerizing thing happened to me. It felt like a nightmare but it was real, so real that I almost got killed by impaling myself on a pole. It was also very twisted. It happened like this, last Sunday; I was watching TV when suddenly I heard people shouting outside. It was 9 pm and I was eating popcorn while watching a movie on Netflix. When they had started shouting, I thought that there might've been some raccoons in the neighbor's bin and so I satisfied myself
and kept watching. You know that it is common in some places of America to have raccoons running in the night
like bandits trying to steal your stash of food in the bin.

The popcorn was tasty; it tasted like buttered chicken on the grill with lots of seasoning. A voice suddenly boomed,
"BEWARE!" and suddenly all the windows blasted into smithereens and broke in minute pieces. The shards
where everywhere but surprisingly I wasn't hit. It was spectacular that I was not even touched by the glass. Then
a very high pitched squeal screamed in my ears with no sign of dying down. I touched my ears and looked at my fingers, I saw blood. I panicked and threw the bowl of
popcorn into the air. They came raining down.

The air suddenly became heavy and it was hard to breathe. Every step was now feeling heavy and every breath a challenge. I ran to my main door, and unlocked it and tried to dash to
my friend's house.

Every step was becoming increasingly
difficult as I had much restraint to movement. When I reached the middle of the road, I fell to the hard gravel with
a thud. The gravity became very dense. I couldn't move my muscles and my ears were now aching with pain due to the squeal.

I saw multiple blasts of windows in the
neighborhood and of the cars. The car alarms went off but I could only see them flashing and not hear them. The road
felt soft and silky when the most unimaginable thing happened. The road gave way to a hole that could swallow
a whole house in one gulp.

The hole was so stretched that
individual pieces of gravel could be seen stretching for kilometres on one end. I was very terrified. It was like I was
paralyzed, not able to do anything but lie there on the pavement, helplessly. I couldn"t shout for help as I felt that
my vocal cords were heavier than Osmium.

The gravity was now so dense that the hole had started to grow bigger
and bigger or was I getting closer and closer to the hole? My brain couldn't comprehend what I was seeing. I tried to
get a hold of something but I couldn't move. A ring of dust had started to form around the hole. This had to be it. I had
to surely die now. Then a thought flew into my brain that this was like a Wormhole. A wormhole is an anomaly that bends space - time and tears a hole through the fabric of it, connecting two distant points in space or two parallel
universes in which every electron was vibrating in unison with another.

I fell into the wormhole and the experience was amazing. It was like I was getting taller and taller and my surroundings started to stretch and soon they became streaks of light. All of a sudden all hell broke loose and the
gravity returned back to normal. I fell on the pavement.

It was hard and smelt like cold tar. Wait, pavement? I was on a road? How? I looked around and I was right outside my
own house. It looked fine, no broken windows, and no nothing. I slowly started to get my hearing back and move my muscles.

I got up and looked around. My back hurt and I was bleeding with cuts and my hands were trembling. I was in my neighborhood but it was different. No windows were broken and no cars were sounding their alarms. I ran into my house but I went right through the door. What the hell was happening?! The next thing I saw was freakishly
sick. I saw myself on my sofa watching the same Netflix movie, eating the same popcorn and wearing the same
clothes! The neighbors started shouting but I didn't do anything and kept watching the movie.

A moment after that the windows blasted into smithereens and I was unharmed. I saw myself touch my ears and see blood. I
went to myself and touched me. My hand distorted and my other self, panicked and ran outside. It was horrific that I
could see myself and that too a few minutes back in time. I went outside too and saw myself drop like a rag in the
middle of the road and just lie there for a few minutes.

Then the wormhole opened up and my other self, fell in, the out of curiosity I jumped in too and the wormhole closed up above me, and then all hell broke loose again and I fell on the pavement again but this time on my other
self and the whole thing repeated again and again. The third time I fell on the pavement, I witnessed something so
unearthly, so horrendous and so cute, I couldn't forget it. I went into my house leaving my copies on the pavement
and looked around in the house.

I saw that a maid was working in the kitchen. I went to investigate and was just
about to enter the kitchen when the maid turned in a loose but quick manner like a person who just woke up from
sleep to see what was bothering behind him or her. But this was different, her eyes were bloodshot and her mouth
was open. She spoke my name again and again in such a fashion that the volume was raised every time she said it. The way she said it was awful and gave me the willies. It was like she was a zombie. I couldn't move or speak
anything. As soon as she touched my hand I screamed and ran with a glimpse of her running behind me. She kept
chanting my name until it suddenly stopped.

I looked behind only to see her standing in the light of a streetlight. Her hair now covered her face and she was growling. On
the spur of the moment her head was ripped off by what I saw was a ventriloquist doll which was alive. Abruptly she started running towards me and shouting, "Daddy, Daddy!" repeatedly with no intonation. I wished it to be over and closed my eyes, praying to god that it be over.

I opened my eyes and I was in my bedroom on the bed with a
blanket over me. Thank god that it was only a nightmare. I looked at my clock and saw that it was 3 am in the
morning.

I slapped myself to make sure that I was real and I could feel pain. I saw my door open slowly and saw someone enter. At first I thought it had been mom but as the person slowly advanced like a lioness prowling in the grass, waiting for her prey my view changed. I switched on
the lights and I saw a nightmarish body of myself.

I was now confused. My other self, had his hands behind his back. I rubbed my eyes and pinched myself to be sure that
I wasn't dreaming.

I was covered in red blood and it was
dripping off my fingers, I was wearing tattered clothes and I was smiling even though my skull was open and inside it
was something which seemed like a brain, the open wound was spilling blood like a fountain and it splattered
everywhere. It was like watching a ghoul version of me.

My other self, sat beside me and he said only one thing, "Goodnight James!"and he slit my throat and stabbed my heart with a white colored piece.

In those moments my whole life flashed in front of my eyes like motion pictures.
The time I first saw my parents to the first time I went out with a girl, the time when my sister was born to the time
when our dog daisy gave birth, the time when I got my first salary by selling lemonades to when I got my first cycle all
flashed like pictures taken by a person in those moments.

I thought to myself what was happening; I was being killed by myself? The pain was blinding. My eyes were being covered with red blood. My throat felt like a thousand hot knives had impaled it and my chest felt like it shot with a shotgun at point blank range. My breathing slowed down
and the last thing I saw was the weapon I was killed with. The piece of the broken skull, and all went dark.

I died.

By who was I killed? I was killed by myself.

The strangest thing about this strange journey is that it began with a
word. BEWARE!