New story. · 7:44pm Jun 30th, 2015
Bored, tried to think of something.
If you like this, then I'll try and make something out of it.
Eclipse: Prologue
I slammed my fist against the wall in disapproval; the clock screamed,
“GET UP, MOTHERFUCKER! RISE AND SHINE!”
I slowly sat up and stood… to fall over. I brushed this incident off as nothing, thinking of it as merely an inconvenience. In another attempt to conquer this “beast” known as Morning Drowsiness of the Bedroom Realm, I fell over.
Again.
It was then I finally looked over my body, checking to see what was wrong.
I was looking at my hand to find out two things;
One, I didn’t have my hands anymore.
Two, where my hand used to be was a black stump.
I then looked over my lower body; thank god for the fact that I still had my…
(Get your head out of the gutter) legs. But I almost vomited at the fact that they were bent backwards in a disturbing way. I was devastated the most about my hands, though. I’m a bass player, so that’s kinda bad…
I rose from the floor only to find that I was significantly smaller than before. Like, take-a-machete-and-cut-my-size-into-three-pieces small. I wobbled for a moment, clearly taking a long time to take this in. Come on, it’s not like you wouldn’t do the same. Finally getting comfortable with the standing posture, I tried moving around. Holy shit, let me just say I’ve never been so close to screaming my head off. There will be nothing as frustrating as this; I guarantee you that.
