Post by Trist on Feb 19, 2009 22:07:51 GMT -5
Date: Unknown
Place: Room #4
Time: 7:48 am
Timeline: Present Day
Eyes crept open, a blur into nothing….
Time: 8:03pm
My eyelids began to rise, a light through a window bombarded them. I blinked furiously for a moment before they came to standstill. They finally slid open and I could see the beam of light that seem to have shot through the blinds. Dust particles floated within as if they were snowflakes, I gazed at them for a moment before coming to my senses. Those were of course; where am I, why am I here, and worst of them all….who am I?
Time: 8:45pm
I finally had made it out of the bed, body was jello but that was the least of my worries. I looked down at something that was jingling on my wrist. I pulled the odd metallic object, wrapped around my wrist, up to my face. I then read it, TRIST. I wasn’t for sure what it meant but the only logical conclusion was it was a name, my name to be more precise. All of a sudden my legs gave out and I went down face first into the cheaply bought and placed carpet. As I collided, body and soul, with the ground something seemed to have popped out of my inside pocket. After a moment I rolled onto my back and picked up the small black notebook. It appeared to be used, I as graced it with my hand and swung the cover open, I found that all that lie inside appeared to be jibbers to me. But then again I didn’t know where I was or who I was and I wasn’t about to give up something that was on me when I came too.
Time: 9:57pm
It was time, time for me to leave this room. I gripped the knob and…..
Place: Room #4
Time: 7:48 am
Timeline: Present Day
Eyes crept open, a blur into nothing….
Time: 8:03pm
My eyelids began to rise, a light through a window bombarded them. I blinked furiously for a moment before they came to standstill. They finally slid open and I could see the beam of light that seem to have shot through the blinds. Dust particles floated within as if they were snowflakes, I gazed at them for a moment before coming to my senses. Those were of course; where am I, why am I here, and worst of them all….who am I?
Time: 8:45pm
I finally had made it out of the bed, body was jello but that was the least of my worries. I looked down at something that was jingling on my wrist. I pulled the odd metallic object, wrapped around my wrist, up to my face. I then read it, TRIST. I wasn’t for sure what it meant but the only logical conclusion was it was a name, my name to be more precise. All of a sudden my legs gave out and I went down face first into the cheaply bought and placed carpet. As I collided, body and soul, with the ground something seemed to have popped out of my inside pocket. After a moment I rolled onto my back and picked up the small black notebook. It appeared to be used, I as graced it with my hand and swung the cover open, I found that all that lie inside appeared to be jibbers to me. But then again I didn’t know where I was or who I was and I wasn’t about to give up something that was on me when I came too.
Time: 9:57pm
It was time, time for me to leave this room. I gripped the knob and…..