Unfinished Projects

empty ahh world with like 5 characters

Blurry. white and blue those are the first two colors that come to sight. Squinting his eyes, slowly his vision adapts and he opens his eyes. Lying on a rocky floor, he slowly regains his consciousness.

"What..." he whimpers as he slowly sits up, "where..."

CRASH

Ahead of him lands a figure. It appears to be a person with a black cape that covers their entire body.

"Hello?" The boy calls hesitantly, "Where are we?" Silence is filled, indicating the person probably did not hear the boy. "Can you..." He raises his voice, "Can you hear m-"

His vision glitches. Finding himself floating with nothing but fog around him, in front of him lies a grave, written "Here lies Zella Makom, xxxx - xxxx" This confuses him. He approaches the grave before his vision glitches back to him seeing the person with the cape.

"What's going on?"

They start approaching him, increasing his anxiety with each step he takes.

"Are you okay?" The person finally speaks after stopping. Taking a closer look, it's a tall blonde boy with organized hair, faded to the sides. "Do you remember anything at all?" Remaining silent, the boy shakes his head in response. "Oh... well, that's disappointing."

"Yeah, sorry." The boy shrugs his shoulders

"I was hoping to find at least a clue..." The blonde man speaks, "I guess it's not going to be that easy."

"Yeah..."

"Do you at least remember your name?"

"No, not at all..." He squints his eyes, looking at the floor. "Dammit, what the hell is going on?"

"None of us know either."

"Us?" The boy glares at the blonde guy.

"Yeah." He replies, "I'm Spark. Or at least... that's the nickname they gave me."

"Who's they?"

"The group I'm with. People just like us who also have no clue on what is going on." Spark responds as he turns around and starts walking, "Come with me." The boy follows.

"For how long have you been here?" The boy asks

"A few hours. I still don't know if there is even day and night in this place"

"Why are we here?"

"That's what we are trying to find out..."

"Why did they give you the name 'Spark'?" The boy's question makes Spark turn to him.

"It was a girl... She said my eyes 'sparked like the sun'..."

"Right." He looks at his eyes, wanting to see what Spark meant by that. "You do have blue eyes..."

"Wow, really? I never noticed." Spark

"I can't tell if that's sarcasm or not, considering our situation..."

"Well, what do you think?"

"I... I don't know," He scratches his head, "you tell m-" He pauses as his eyes widen from shock. He notices a strange material behind his head. "What the hell?"

"What is it?" Spark stops and turns to him.

"There is something in my-" He attempts to pull it, "AAAAGHHHHH!!!" but his vison glitches, giving him a very strong headache, "AAAAHHHHH!!! IT HUUUURTS!!!"

"Hey, hang in there!" Spark presses his index and his middle fingers onto the boy's neck for 5 seconds, putting him to sleep and drifting off.

"Answers..."