//------------------------------// // The Impossible // Story: Easy Access, the Story of Quill // by Graphite Quill //------------------------------// I enjoy sleep a great deal but for whatever reason I can never sleep in, I always wake up at 7 AM. I blame school burning that wake up time into my heads internal clock. Anyways I peel out of last nights cloths, shower, and redress in clean cloths all before 7:30 AM. After breakfast and some basic stretches I return to the garage to work on a few projects. I also schedule a delivery order for pizza around noon just because why not. Saving the best for last I finish the remaining parts of my final few commissions that I only took on for the extra cash to make the crystal mirror. I almost feel as if I should record the first time I plug in the mirror but that would be pointless as I would never show anyone nor would I watch it ever again considering I was there at the time. Disregarding the useless thought I began to work on setting the expensive rock into the mirror's frame using a completely natural non-horse superglue. Why? It works just as well as any other plus it seemed wrong to use the regular. Once the gem is set i step back to admire my work with a sense of pride. I still do not understand why a show meant for children incites more feeling in me than anything or anyone ever has. I blame this worlds corruption and the lack of consideration for others that once existed, I didn't always used to be so cold towards everyone. I started realizing I was becoming an ass about the same time I stopped caring about others and their views towards me. Now that I've been standing here pointlessly staring into the mirror and wasting time I decide to finally test my finished project and see how it looks when its turned on. I can't help but feel a little bit saddened that the mirror is finished, I really enjoyed working on this project for some reason. Rather than drag the mirror to a spot close to a plug, I unplug the fan i was using from the extension cord and plug in the mirror. When I do this however I feel a small jolt of electricity which I assume came from the old cord I was using. Strangely enough though it felt like it came from all around me rather than the plug, plus all the hair on my body was standing on end which shouldn't happen with such a small shock. Regardless of what just happened I start to head towards the front of the mirror only to hear the doorbell ring. Looking at the clock I see that its already noon and leave the garage shutting off the light along the way. I spend the next half hour devouring the pizza and end up only having two extra slices to put in the fridge for later. I am about to return to the garage when I hear an odd buzzing noise that's getting louder, it's almost like the noise of large amounts of electricity that you would hear near a power station. The noise honestly scared me because the only thing that could cause it is the house itself, and I would prefer to keep my home and not have it start an electrical fire. Considering the only new thing that was plugged in is the mirror I immediately return to the garage door. However the second I grab the door handle i feel the familiar tingle of large amounts of electricity going through me and promptly pass out.