When Lucas opened his eye, his vision seemed to return, as if he had no idea what he had done to himself just moments ago,
He winced in pain as he felt a sharp wind cutting against his face like a knife, his eyes felt weak from the sudden forces,
When he finally opened his eyes back, fighting against that wind pressure, he was shocked! As now he was standing and could see the clouds that looked like candy floss and seemed like they were in his grasp, just meters away.
For a fleeting second, he thought that he was dreaming, when he looked downwards,
"Horror!" pure horror
Painted his face as he was just standing on the edge of a high rise platform inches away from being pulled by gravity and getting squashed like a goddamn bug,
What the hell why am I?
Just then
His foot slipped, his mind numbed, his brain froze as panic surged through every nerve, his brain flooded with desperation, searching for balance in that panic, the mask which was in his hands slipped from his grasp, Clattering down the ledge as it dangled and pierced through the white mist as it accelerated downwards,
And seeing this, his body lunged forward without his control,
"NO!!"
The sky tilted, the platform blurred and suddenly he was falling downwards, plunging into the nothingness below covered with the white clouds, his heart was now slamming against his chest threatening to come out if necessary, the world faded into blurred lines of blue and white as he plunged deeper into the nothingness...
Just then, as he was falling, he felt something cold in his hands, He gasped! When he saw the mask in his hand again, like it never disappeared into the abyss and was always in his hands,
His mind was now in haywire as he saw streaks of colours and an asphalt road with vehicles moving with light speed,
"Stop... Stop!" his pleas were swallowed by the wind,
Just before the impact, instinct took over as his hands covered his head, his eyes shut tight, bracing for the crushing end,
But there was nothing, no sudden pain just before being uninstalled,
Just silence.
When he opened his eyes, he was no longer falling, he was seated upright, gasping for air as if it was his last,
In a room with huge velvet curtains draping the tall windows and golden light filtering out of them, with a small expensive looking chandelier glued to the ceiling, the air smelled of perfume and old papers, the kind of place belonging to a businessman or a person with a hell lot of money to waste.
In his hand, the mask now felt like breathing, just before he could make sense of anything, the mask vanished from his hands almost magically and appeared on his face,
He panicked, as the mask got tighter and tighter as if gluing itself to his face, it made crunching and cracking sounds as it broke his skull into fragments,
"Ahhhhhhh ....stop stop stop it hurts it hu—"
Just before he could scream again, the mask tore into his skull as if replacing it, and he fell to the floor with blood dripping from his mask as if freeing itself from clogging.
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Lucas stirred awake slowly, as the golden light spilled onto his frame which was pressed against a king sized bed.
Lucas opened his eyes,
And for the first time, he could see clearly where he was,
The light reflected the shiny matte black walls with the little chandelier on the ceiling, and on the front side a huge sleek TV rested, He rubbed his eyes again as this was not his room, his thoughts screamed louder,
"Damn what the hell happened" the last thing I remember is picking up that damned cursed mask from my living room,
But his stomach betrayed him as he really felt like throwing up, and his head hurt like thousands of needles were playing with those nerve thingies,
Staggering, he pulled himself up, all he wanted now was to clean himself up as it felt like his body was lagging whenever he tried to walk,
Stumbling through the new hallway, he made his way to a room until he spotted a sign: BATHROOM
Relief washed over him as he muttered to himself, "God bless you whoever wrote this really love you man really appreciate it"
He pushed the door open without bothering to turn on the lights, as it felt heavy, his mind was nothing but a mess as he could not make sense of anything,
He saw a neon print of a drawing of a shower with steam,
Hesitantly, he pressed the button,
Soon, steam clouded his figure as the hot water fell on his body, his body felt relaxed but not his mind, as it never stopped spinning,
For some time, he just stood there, until his mind cleared a bit,
Until something felt very wrong
He felt lighter, his body did not feel like his own, he felt some muscles on his stomach, when he touched them he was confused,
Even his balance was.... off and taller,
Dazed, Lucas rubbed the foggy mirror, as he looked into it squinting his eyes, he froze,
Because the reflection staring back at him was not his,
Black hair, purple eyes, a face he did not recognize at all was mirroring his movements,
Lucas felt his stomach twisting as bile started to rise up to his throat till the acidic taste burned.
He pressed on the sink below the mirror to allow himself to breathe, his breath came in shallow bursts.
Clink~
The shower stopped, but Lucas still dazed stood by the mirror until he felt his mouth moving for the first time since waking up, as he could not feel his body before, and muttered,
"I am in deep shit aren't I"
Haaa...!!!
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(Author's note)
Man! This was a refreshing feeling as this time i have really used my imagination to put on this, without the use of any writting-aid and honestly it is hard but refreshing as i have to read it upto 4 to 5 times before publishing and using correct words with grammar that feels natural, so feel free to review my novel as it would really help me to understand your thoughts on the story.
All in all, I love you guys!!