Linked: A Connection Between two Realities (Added Chapters) 6/29

            I reached the halfway point; the power surges didn’t have an effect here. I blinked and looked at the light board.8:00.  I had been walking for 30 minutes, which meant I had about 67 more before I had to wake up. I reached my destination several minutes later. Because the Inner District was made about a year after the original world was made, I had become a little bit smarter and decided to put an elevator in to make traveling easier. When I reached the top I was blinded by a bright red light. Turns out someone in the real world decided it would be funny to shine a laser pointer in my eye. I began walking to the power generators. Which, because of my smart ideas, were simply switches. When I arrived at the building, I found that the door was broken into. There was also a black stain on the floor around the door. It was warm, so I assumed it was recent. I walked upstairs to the main floor. When I opened the door, I gasped for air. I couldn’t breathe. The shadowy figure from before was standing directly in front the switches. He had short black hair, tall, and about 6 feet in height. Broad shoulders, well built, and a sinister look upon his face. It was as if I was looking myself in the mirror. He was me. He smiled with intent to kill on his face. It was actually more of a slight smirk. Suddenly he started walking toward me, until he was about a foot or two away from me. All of a sudden I heard him say “Sup bro?” come from his mouth. Two seconds after I heard a bell ring from outside the building. 2nd period was over.

Chapter V: Now I’ve always had a vision of taking over the world, let the world be controlled by music and no political leaders saying what you can and cannot do. Granted in the modern age we live in they are needed to keep a stable balance within society. But that’s the current time, not several years from now when I manage a way to seize power

The question going through my mind was why would I take over my own world? Where did this other me come from? And how would this affect me if he controlled my thoughts, emotions, and everything else? This is where I scheme up some epic plan to take back what is rightfully my sanity. The only thing I was afraid of was if he could move when I’m not dreaming, and frankly I was afraid to find out. Then again I kind of had no other choice, other than become an insomniac.

Now, all these thoughts were streaming through my head on the way to 4th period. Normally on B Days I sleep, but I needed to come up with ideas on how to regain my world back. So, after the usual power-point and worksheet, I began writing down ideas.

1.      Find a way to insert an AK-47 into my dreams.

2.      Think of a way to destroy my world

3.      Ask Elise

Well, option 1 can only be done if I can get my hands on an AK-47, and a machine to insert items in my dreams. Option 2 would be pointless since my world is an escape and would require years to rebuild. So, Option 3 it was. The only problem…. Was waiting 60 more minutes for lunch.

11:05 am. My favorite part of a school day, and probably every school student’s favorite time of day, lunch. Both Elise and I had World History classes 4th period. As she always said, “Meet me halfway.” So, I did. I explained my dreams to her. Trying to make sure I went through every single little detail to her. After I asked for her opinions on what I should do. She began writing Step-By-Step instructions on what I should do. Shouldn’t be that hard, right? Or so I thought, until I found myself continuing my conversation with the wall I sit next to in Italian. I now know for sure something was going to happen soon.

Chapter VI: Have you ever been sick with a major headache? Then when you sneeze your head feels like it just exploded? Picture that without the sneeze. My head was throbbing, just skips and working on tests don’t go that well. Like the smell of burning Magnesium Sulfide. I was beginning to worry about what I would skip next. 20 bucks says that some higher deity is sitting on my remote control. A special announcement came on the news after my headache had ended. “Attention Students and Teachers, Please pardon this interruption. Major parts of the Southwest Region are being bombed, and rolling blackouts are spreading through most of the New Mexico and Arizona. All students have been relea….” The power went out. I had a huge feeling in my gut that I was the genius causing the problem. I had better act quickly, before all something like the door to hell appears or something, and began running home. I wondered what my “Brother” was doing in there. Unfortunately I had no way of escaping this, unless I was the on to start the Apocalypse a year early. Luckily this time, I got to skip the walk home, but at what cost? I just hope when I get inside, I can fall right asleep. I just need to walk up the hill from my bus stop. Piece of cake, I hope…