Author's Note

Well.....****

My editor, who also was my proofreader quit because he had a lot to do. But I don't blame him and I wish the best of luck to him.

Now with me,

To explain my lack of updates of my sotires are two or three I think...
First my admission exam for the university is coming so I was studying, although I know that I will enter the university.

Second school, I'm not a bad student but some homeworks and work are tiresome

Third in my free days I felt lazy, after I finished everything

So the thing is that until I find a new proofreader or editor ( which I believe it will be unlikely) I will correct myself my own mistakes even if that means re-read the chapter 20 times or more.

However I hope that you like this

Lufe out!

I would rather keep my eyes closed than see the reality

Blurred

That’s how I was seeing the world around me, there was a lot of stains with the same color scheme of green and brown, albeit their tones were different. I was thinking on nothing, I was literally blank in my senses meanwhile I waited for my vision’s recovery. But my wait was in vain and a total waste of time.

‘Time…’

That was my first though ‘time’, everything related to the word ’time’ flushed inside my head from simple things to incoherent and nonsensical things

What time is it?

How much time I am going to remain her?

How much time had already passed?

Can the time be killed?

If I stab a watch with a knife, did I literally kill the time?

Timey-Timey wobsy BOO!

To do a time travel we should ask the permission of Father Time!

…

If I haven’t tried to move my body I could have stayed like that for hours.

‘Why can’t I move my body?’

My muscles weren’t obeying my commands, I continued sending orders to them to do any movement but they were ignoring them, like I have never sent anything. It was a worrying state where I was in.

Then I felt tired, very but very tired. My eyes were closing on their own as I felt my life leaving me through my mouth. It was a cold sensation, a cold terrifying sensation. I struggled with all my might to keep the eyes open at least for a few more seconds; or minutes if that was possible, but I started to blink and each blink was reducing the space between my eyelids.

They were too heavy for me, and I wasn’t strong enough to maintain such weight. My body needed to rest; I WANTED to rest. So I decided to give up my fight and let my eyelids close with more ease. But something happened.

My blurred vision caught a different color scheme, black and white. It was black; I couldn’t describe it because the darkness started to envelop me. But the last thing that I saw was a big pair of pure white glowing orbs.

Then was nothing

My eyes unfolded allowing them to see a new environment; with the corner of my eyes I checked my surroundings, there was a wall made of stone bricks with old rags hanging on it.
I tried to move but I couldn’t.

‘Why can’t I move?’ I felt worry which increased with every passing second ‘and why I don’t feel nothing from my body?’ I fought with all my might to move a single muscle but with no avail, the feeling of nothingness was like all of my nervous system was removed from my body, leaving me with no way to make contact with it.
But with a problem in mind something more important than my body surged

‘W-Who am I?’

I felt anxiety; I didn’t know who I was. Not even a faint idea about me, it was frustrating and terrifying at the same time; as I was trying to remember my name my eyes were moving side to side checking my surroundings for anything that could help me in remembering.

‘J…’

That was the first letter, it was unknown to me but at the same time very familiar. I continued repeating the same letter again and again until more words started to pop up in my mind completing the word.

‘Ja…’

‘Jam…’

‘Jame…’

That was a good sign fo me but I simply knew that the name was still incomplete

‘Jame…’

‘James’

‘James’

I don’t know how much time I stayed there struggling to remember but at the end I got my name. My name is James, however; something in my head told me that something was still missing there and it could have stayed in that way if a complete word hadn’t showed up.

‘Johnson’

‘My name is James Johnson’

Finally I felt that I could rest in peace knowing that I have a name, but there were other things that I should be worried about too; starting with my body which was completely useless at the moment.

‘Is like I had been drugged…’

‘...’

‘Drugged’

‘Drugs’

The last word hit me with a small fraction of my memory and useful information about my being, such vital information stopped me from being scared anymore.

’I’m supposedly to be a Tallboy and the Tallboys had been injected with a lot of drugs to the point of don’t be able to feel anything’

Recovering my memories with more questions was uncomfortable to say at least, but I felt a bit glad that I was solving my problems by myself and in a good rhythm

With my principals concerns gone, I was able to focus in other things like why can’t I remember about me? I tried to refresh my mouth by gulping saliva, but that action was a terrible but terrible mistake.

My mouth was dry, dangerously dry. The muscles inside my throat adhered together as the same with my tongue causing me to cough without a hint of stopping. Dry coughs if I may add. The continue waves of coughs didn’t leave a place for my lungs to take a breath.

With no oxygen left my body started to convulse at the rhythms of non stop coughs, the despair and fear started to overwhelm any positive emotion inside me. I was going to die that fact was starting to become a high possibility of my fate

I desperately was craving for air but the coughs prevent that, slowly my vision started to fade away as one though was passing my mind all the time.

I was going to die without knowing who I really was.

Then I heard footsteps, immediately I started to call for help mentally hoping that whoever was the person would come and save me from the eternal dream.

Before the remaining of my life left my body I felt something collide with my lips pouring a fresh and pleasant liquid inside my mouth, when the liquid reached my throat my coughs ceased instantly allowing me to breathe again. My lungs were filled with air inmediatly, I never felt so happy for something so simple, but the refreshing feeling inside my mouth returned me to the reality.

Instantly my lips’ muscles started drink the remaining liquid, which seconds later I discovered that was clean water, until I didn’t leave a single drop. The feeling of a refreshed mouth was bliss and even more when I noticed that I was producing saliva again, so I didn’t have to worry about a dry mouth for awhile.

The water gave me enough strength(and for some reason I felt like I was regenerating) to turn my head to the side where the water came; my eyes caught a slender figure. The first thing I noticed was that it was completely black, and the more I examined the more I discovered. And one of the discoveries was that it was a female and had insect-like wings, my eyes ventured upwards until they reached the face of my savior.

It was a girl, she had long turquoise hair that reached her shoulders and it was a bit messy but not unkempt to say at least, then her eyes were completely light blue but when I mean completely is because they were only one color it was like I was looking two orbs of one single color, the next thing I noticed was that she had a pair of small fangs pointing downwards.

I tried to say something but the turn of my head spent all my energies and strength left, the only thing that occurred instead of talking were pathetic movements of my lips attempting to spell a miserable word.

The insect girl raised an eyebrow at my actions; the next thing I knew was her hand with a greenish glowing aura was directing to my head, my survival instincts instantly shot up and my head tried to dart away from her grasp, but you heard well, tried. I was still too weak to move a thing.

Finally the glowing hand reached my forehead and the lights were gone.