A very slightly kinda realistic form of HiE.
Depending on what you consider realistic.

Ryan was happy for the mostpart. He made decent money, had a decent house, was overall decent.
Until, one night, his alarm clock went off. And talked to him.
And sent him through the glowing slinky of spacetime.

EDIT


Some things need to be said about the story, and why it's now on hiatus.
When I started writing this story, I had nothing planned. No storyline, nothing. So why does this matter? I'm not any closer now than I was before to having a proper story. I'm not going to take the story down, because I want to do something with it eventually. I'm dropping it for the time being, though, to work on another story. One that, you know, has a storyline. So that's something to look forward to. Once it has been posted, a link will be available here.


Inspired by Hands.