Intuitively Driven

Prologue - Part One

"The intuitive mind is a sacred gift and the rational mind is a faithful servant. We have created a society that honors the servant and has forgotten the gift." - Albert Einstein

Arc 0: Memories Rewind

IMPORTANT - Key: One break in the page is a time skip. Two breaks in the page is a perspective shift.

WARNING - This fanfic is not for the feign of heart. It will have graphic descriptions of violence; psychological, survival, and body horror; as well as strong language.

I described the kitchen differently then how it is in the game, but everything else is the same. Personally I think plants over growing and spreading into a kitchen is unsanitary. So I described the kitchen that I use in the culinary program in my school. I hope it was a helpful description, since it isn't the same one as it is in the game. Also, sorry for the prologue being so long. Other chapters probably won't be as long, but it could happen. Though it's unlikely that they'll be that long. Having said that, I hope you all enjoy!

Darkness, that's all that fills my minds eye. The only thing that I can focus on at the moment. Vaguely, I'm well aware of myself inside my own mind. Trying to reply the events that took place only moments before, from what I could remember, seems to be a futile effort. The correspondence of the events that happened, and what I actually properly registered had, and have, a difficulty keeping up. I now I had a bad feeling about today, I knew something bad was going to happen. Though it hadn't occurred to me that those happenings might have been something as brash as a kidnapping. Not that this knowledge will do me any good now. No, what I really need to do now is wake up. However, the ever consuming darkness surrounding me seems to have a different plan all together. Well, I suppose I'll have to wait until my body finally catches up with the rest of me.

Groggily, the first thing that I registered was the throbbing pain admitting from my head. A small whimper left my lips as I began to open my eyes. My vision was blurry and heavily darkened. Dizzily, I noticed the fact I felt unusually hot. Nausea began to build up in the back of my throat as I finally began to take in my surroundings. My head was resting against a cold plank of wood that was connected to a desk. Desks filled the room in rows. There was a level to each row, each one going higher and higher. At the front of the room, a large blue screen that was caked in dust and grim rested at the front of the classroom. It almost seemed as if it was glowing. A podium stood tall in front of the board, with a monitor to the left side of it. The monitor came down from the ceiling, which was lined with various rusted pipes, and was a little ways away from the blue screen. There were other windows showing outside the classroom, but they were fogged up and completely covered in shrubbery. At the back of the classroom was a group of lockers, that were rusting from old age.

The monitor had wires coming out of it from the back, looking like it was going to fall from the ceiling at any moment. The room was caked with dust and dirt, some cracks lining the concrete floors and walls. The windows that showed a little of the overgrowth of the outside world, had metal bars lining it. In front of the bars was red barbed wire. Moss, and poison ivy grew along the side of the walls and floors. Vines stretching down from the singing and hanging across the room. A blue light hanged from the ceiling. On the right side of the blue screen was a pair of small book shelves with a calendar above it. One the left side of the blue screen was a pin board with old papers in various sizes pinned to it.

I couldn't read anything on the papers from where I was sitting. It could be from either the dirt and grim on the paper, or the fact that my light brown curly haired bangs were covering my eyes. However, my bangs have never blocked my vision in such a way before, but that might just be because I got used to it. Taking a deep breath, it was apparent that the sickening heat and nausea still hadn't faded. Quickly standing up, I heard the chair I was sitting in clatter behind me. Bright green and blue static clouded my vision for a moment. I leaned against the desk before my vision finally cleared once more.