The Parallel Side

Chapter 1 The Mysterious Visitor

       Darkness envelops me, giving the impression I'm in a very dark room. A circle of vision appears leading to a white pale looking image. I walk into it and the dark tunnel of a circle around my vision starts expanding so I can pretty much see the entire room. This room isn't a room I was familiar with, it wasn't a small room either the interior was one that resembled a style almost like a huge pale white warehouse; with large, towering walls and ceilings and lots of metal and concrete. There were thick cords lined against the walls and corridors that dented in to create almost cubby-holes that other people we're sitting in. These didn't look like humans, some of them had different color skins as well as add-ons to their already strange looking facial structures.

       My vision quickly passed them in a blur as I discovered I wasn't walking I, in fact, was running. Where to? I had no clue. My hearts we're pumping as my adrenaline picked up, the feeling of being pursued followed. The scenery sped past me in a blur, but some features my mind focused on. I had passed chained fences that closed off specific rooms and areas leaving one tall opening like a doorway for a giant. Lots of crowds of aliens and figures seemed to be mingling around that space all their activities paused as they turned their heads following my movement with their eyes.

I didn't pay much attention to them as I sped along. My only instincts of running were 'I had to get away, I had to get out, this was the last time I'd be able to try this.' pure instinct took over me as I witnessed myself diving towards a metal doorway that stood in one of the cement tunnel corridors; with my foot. Once I landed on my feet, I kept kicking this door determined to somehow dent in and break it down, behind me commotion broke out as a crowd formed around me watching and cheering like they were watching football. Rooting me on but none of them lifting a finger to actually aid in my apparent escape.

    I had managed to create a sizable dent in this metal door when the metal slot near the top opened and a man's eyes looking through it yelled out like scolding for me to stop this action. Before I could respond the air around me broke out with an ear-piercing siren that rang loudly throughout the place echoing against the walls. I simply ignored this even though I couldn't hear anything and continued kicking this door harder and harder. The man behind it stepped back in shock but also determination like he was ready to defend if I broke down the door.

      I heard the commotion behind me suddenly go silent leaving only the echo of the siren making everything sound muffled. I turned to face the crowd having also sensed someone approaching behind me, I put up my fists in retaliation and defense ready to fight whoever dared challenge to stop me. It was a man of authority wearing a nice suit and composure regal and proper, he casually opened his mouth seeming to say a proud remark. However, it got drowned in the sound of the sirens. Before I knew it two men looking like soldiers ran up to me one restraining me and the other knocking me out with a police type stick. I fell to the ground as my vision got fuzzy thrust once again back through the darkness that I once came through.

I snap my eyes open. It was a dream. A quite realistic dream too. I stare up at the ceiling of my tilted style roof shape to my room. My nightlight was one of old Christmas lights strung along paper clips suck into the wall left over from the old shelving metal; that always gave me a cheerful aesthetic feel whenever I would wake up in the middle of the night having a nightmare. I pondered on my dream for a moment awake before deciding to go back to sleep.

The journey back into the dreamscape was a similar one, before I knew it, I was back asleep dreaming of the same place, however this time the scenery had changed once again. Opening up to a third person view of myself seeming to have the composure of a more tough version of me. She was sitting on a stool at what seemed to be a chucked in placement of an 'in bar' seating arrangement. There wasn't much beyond the bar table. It looked to serve as more of just a casual table to sit at.