Alkareel
Cuisses de Grenouille
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So I had a bout of severe vertigo recently and experienced this fever dream.
I thought— this could do for a start of a story, but I'm currently already writing one. If anyone wants to take inspiration from this, you're more than welcome to.
It starts like this...
Some other stuff happened after this, but it's all a blur.
I thought— this could do for a start of a story, but I'm currently already writing one. If anyone wants to take inspiration from this, you're more than welcome to.
It starts like this...
I was in a small room, much like a hospital room(Both in the dream and in reality, but only up to this part.), asleep on the bed. It was a room a few stories up.
I opened my eyes to a blue sky past the window glass.
I blinked and my consciousness skipped a few minutes, hours, I can't say— but the next time I opened my eyes...
Someone— something was staring back at me from beyond the glass.
A monster? An Alien? It was almost humanoid. I could hear it knocking on the glass.
What should I do? I tried to move but I couldn't do anything.
So I slept it off.
The next thing I knew, I was woken up by people intruding on my humble room. The gall these people have.
They wielded make-shift weapons from everyday items.
One of them approached and told me the world was going through a phase and warned me, tried to ask me to come along.
The others were hesitant. The look on their faces told me so. Why?
Was it because I was wearing a straitjacket?
I opened my eyes to a blue sky past the window glass.
I blinked and my consciousness skipped a few minutes, hours, I can't say— but the next time I opened my eyes...
Someone— something was staring back at me from beyond the glass.
A monster? An Alien? It was almost humanoid. I could hear it knocking on the glass.
What should I do? I tried to move but I couldn't do anything.
So I slept it off.
The next thing I knew, I was woken up by people intruding on my humble room. The gall these people have.
They wielded make-shift weapons from everyday items.
One of them approached and told me the world was going through a phase and warned me, tried to ask me to come along.
The others were hesitant. The look on their faces told me so. Why?
Was it because I was wearing a straitjacket?
Some other stuff happened after this, but it's all a blur.