Experiment 236

Chapter 1 ~ The window

 Here I am. This cold place is my home. No, this isn't a home. It's a cave. You could call it a home, but to me it isn't. No doors. No opening. No escape. Yes, there is a window, but not like you think. There are no latches, crease, or anything like that. It's like a mirror and window at the same time, but it's only one-sided. I can see them, but they can't see me.

It's funny how it's like I'm out of place and out of style. I'm in my pajamas. A batman tank top with long gray pants. I don't know how I got here. I'm sad and lonely. No one to talk to. I inch my hand inch by inch forward. I was about to touch the mirror-window. I wanted to reach out the world I wanted to be in. I wanted to be a part of it. I needed it so much. I didn't know what I wanted but, I wanted it.

My knees or legs gave out as if pressure on my back or shoulder was some weight I couldn't carry. My voice couldn't express as if I lost my voice. No, it was something to cry out or express the pain. No, it was not pain nor it was something that was emotional. It was as a some spell or something. My legs went to the ground. My hand pressure to the wall of the cave near the mirror-window, yet there was nothing pushing me down any further to the ground. I was in a sitting position. I couldn't move my legs. I really tried to get up but I couldn't. Something was stopping me.

I felt like crying. I wanted to get out of here. Let me out! Please! What did I do! I'm sorry! Please! One more time! One last time! I... I full out cried my eyes out. My voice wouldn't make any sound. It felt like my voice was gone like I didn't have any to begin with. No! This is not happening!

I squint my eyes. My vision was blurry. Everything was blurry like it wasn't real to begin with. I quickly put my right hand in front of my face. I squinted and barely could see it. I couldn't tell whether it was fading or not. I was fading quickly or rather yet what was left of my vision. Someone, please help me! My body drop to the ground as if I have no strength in me left.

I felt hungry and tired. I was so close of closing my eyes. "Hey! You! Quickly, grab my hand. We don't have much time. Trust me!" I quickly loot at the sound where it came from. It was coming from the window-mirror. "Are you in the window-mirror?" "Huh? What? No! I'm outside of it. Please, grab me my hand?" "I don't see it. What will happen if I touch it?" "You can't? No! This is not good at all. Touch the mirror. Now! We don't have time." "Ok."

I put my left hand and push it toward the mirror. I felt it pressuring me. The lower half of my body was beginning to be numb. "Hurry! Please! My legs aren't moving. I don't h-ahh!" Something grabs my hand and yanks me forward. I black out after that. That is where my journey begins.

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