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When in Doubt, Just Write

29 Jun
When in Doubt, Just Write

So I found this nifty little book on my dad’s bookshelf today. And I thought to myself, “Why not? I don’t have anything else to write about today, so why not give a little writing prompt a shot?

(Needless to say, I might end up doing this a lot. Bear with me).

Anyway, when flipped to a random page, this book gives me this prompt.

“A character walks into the kitchen at the end of the day. He finds something on the kitchen table that is not supposed to be there.”

And so I began to write. . .

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     Even with my eyes closed, I could tell something was off. The air in the dining room was musty and hard to breath. The old, flowery wallpaper was torn and felt as if it would peel off any minute. I opened my eyes, the contact lenses focusing in on the room around me. Everything looked normal. Nothing had been disturbed. I’ve got to start getting more sleep, I thought. I started towards the hall stairs, flicking the light off as I went.

     That’s when I saw it. A faint flash, there and gone in an instant. But an instant is all you need. I looked back into the room. Where’d that come from? I wondered as I poked around the counter. I caught the flash again. From behind me this time. I turned around. A small object, with a blink blue light, sat on the center of the table. I gawked at it. Was that there before? I picked it up. The object was wrapped up in layers upon layers of old Saran wrap. I unwrapped it. My mind yelled at me, What are you thinking, you idiot? But I shut it out, driven by an insatiable curiosity. What I found inside raised even more questions.

A small pendant, no wider than about an inch or two, made of what looked like steel, with a bright blue sapphire embedded within. The sapphire glowed once every few seconds, then dimmed, then lit up again, an endless cycle.

I verbally asked myself, “What the hell is this?”

Suddenly, it began vibrate. I dropped it, and it fell with a heavy thud to the linoleum below. It stopped after a few seconds. I knelt down to pick it up again. I noticed it left a thin crack in the tile floor. After a few more minutes of careful inspection, again, the pendant began to vibrate, and I dropped it. Then, it began to glow more intensely. The blinking had stopped, at the pendant was now casting it’s blue light all over the kitchen.

After a minute or so, it stopped, and slowly faded back to it’s periodical blinking. Carefully, I picked it up off the floor. The blinking got faster. Then, I did something that I will regret for the rest of my life.

I put it around my neck.

As soon as I fastened it, the pendant’s light exploded into a bright, brilliant light. One moment, I would see my kitchen, the next, I would see the sky, the next, a forest. It was as if I was seeing the entire world in a mere minute. As I staggered about my kitchen, clutching onto whatever would support me, my mind raced about this realm. Buildings rushed by me as I flew past cities, trees clipped my arms as I whirled through thick jungles.

Then, an immeasurable darkness overpowered all of these sensations. I couldn’t feel anything, save for the wind rushing by my head. An all-too-real feeling of falling overpowered me, and I couldn’t shake it. I continued to fall for who knows how long.

Slowly, the feelings within me slowly began to return, and settle themselves down. I tried to open my eyes, but I was so weak, they wouldn’t budge. I felt around the floor. Grass. Did I sleep walk or something? God, my head hurts. I crawled forward, banging my head into something. I looked up, and in a blurry haze, I saw a tree. Nothing like the trees I have in my yard, this tree was towering over me, probably about 200 feet tall. I rubbed at my eyes in panic. Where am I? That’s when I saw it. The thing that I will never be able to shake from my mind, no matter how much medicine I take.

A huge landscape, stretching as far as the eye could see. In the distance, I could see snow-capped mountains, their peaks breaching the clouds. I could see vast forests, growing alongside the mountains, with trees that could rival modern skyscrapers. I could see numerous lakes dotting the plains, with wild beasts foraging around them.

I don’t remember what happened next. But as far as I know, I passed out.

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Posted by on June 29, 2011 in Original Works, Writing

 

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