Hi-Jinx

Enjoy the following prologue, if you experience irritation, lack of interest or plain boredom, it is because I am a mediocre author.

I felt the rushing relief of a breeze against the summer heat, the trees swayed along with the breeze, dancing. I was walking down the path I usually go when my parents start arguing or my dad comes home high, like usual. I can’t stand him when he’s high, he’s paranoid; defensive; easily agitated; and smells like he was in a chimney. My mom has been trying to get him to stop ever since they got married, but her efforts haven’t paid off.

Standing at five foot seven, I seemed like an easy target for muggers, so I always bring my pocket knife with me just in-case. The knife was easily hidden in my cargo pants, cargo pants they’re like Swiss Army knives, but pants! I shook my head from this random thought and focused on other things, the trees, the sky, and just life itself. I began to walk down a foot worn path without realizing since I was so lost in philosophical thought.

Once I had another burst of a couple random thoughts about how cheese and ice cream are related since they come from milk I realized I was going the wrong way. I looked around at my surroundings and saw that the trees were closer together, and the path was so foot worn and overgrown I couldn't see it. I decided to continue where I was going, hoping that it would lead me back to my neighborhood. The path became harder and harder to see the farther I walked and I began to walk in where-ever I could squeeze through since the tree began to cluster even more. The farther I went the more my gut said to turn and walk the other way but a part of my brain told me to keep going. The sun was just setting as I walked through the tree-line. Weird it feels like I've only been walking for at least thirty minutes… I thought. I looked around to see where I was. In front of me was a cave that had a flowing current of water in it because I could clearly hear the audible sound coming out of the mouth of the cave, and around the cave were more trees, lots and lots of trees that were too close together for me to navigate through, I sighed and turned around to try and go back through the forest and back to my neighborhood. All I found was that the trees somehow grew closer together, trapping me. I looked at the trees, befuddled, (yes, it’s a real word,) I began to think of a way out, but could think of none, I began to get worried as there was no means of food. I decided to go into the cave hoping that I would be able to take shelter and it’s nice to have a place to sleep, my father probably wouldn't even notice I’m gone.

I was right, there was a flowing waterfall in the cave, making it seem beautiful, I drank several handfuls of the water considering I haven’t drank anything all day. After rejuvenating my face by splashing water on it I looked around the cave to see if anyone else was in here. After exploring a little and not finding anything I moved closer to the mouth of the cave and found a comfy, well, not really comfy, but suitable spot. I sat down, my legs extended all the way and my back leaning against the rock, I closed my eyes, feeling the heavy curtain of sleep wrapping around me in a warm embrace.

I was in a field, there was a road with blood on it, then there was a thunderous crack and I was in what seemed like a prison, then I was in a small camp with a great stone statue, then blackness. Out of the dark I saw a great library, then an ear piercing screech, I was in a dark valley drenched in blood, and then I heard sobbing and I was in a forest, I approached the sound then hear a faint yell and the sound of flesh, bone, and meat being hacked through. I was in the dark again, in the middle of the darkness was a small light, it was a pearly white desk that towered over me, I was at the top, there were documents that had writing I couldn't understand, the words where written in a crimson ink. Wait, it was blood not ink, the words liquefied and then began to spell out my name, before it was finished I heard a loud BOOM! It sounded like an angry God smashing his hammer down in righteous anger.

I was in the cave again, all seemed normal, except it was brighter than I remembered; I looked towards the cave’s mouth and saw the light of the early morning shining in. I stood up popping my back. Oh man, that was one crazy dream. I looked around to see there was a silhouette in the water fall, I held my breath as I slowly reached into my pocket and took out the knife. ”You won’t need that.” Said a gentle yet booming voice. My eye widened, my hands shaking. ”Don’t be frightened I’m not here to hurt you.” The silhouette stepped out of the water to show a tall man standing at about six feet and seven inches, he had a light grey scruff of a goatee that made him look both old and young, soft green eyes that showed sternness and compassion, short hair that was the same color of his goatee. For someone that just walked through a waterfall his gray suit with black stripes seemed perfectly dry.

“I’m not scared.” I said feebly, my response was answered by a chuckle.

”Well then why are you shaking more than a Jenga tower about to fall?” He said smirking as he approached me, I tried to pull out my knife in instinct, but a part of my brain told me not to and my arm was stuck, not knowing what to do. He was in arm’s length away from me. ”May I ask you a question?” I was about to say something when he interrupted me, “Please, don’t answer that because I’m going to do it anyways. I've been watching you for some time, I’ve seen how you lose yourself in thought, imagining worlds beyond this universe’s comprehension, now, I can make this come true, but you have to do something for me.” I gave him a strange and defensive look.

“Have… Have you been spying on me.?” I asked, which was responded by, yet again, a chuckle.

”Yes and no, I have known you since you were born and before that, I've known you since the beginning of time.” He said completely serious.

“Are you high?” He chuckled some more. Geez, this guy chuckles too much, it’s like he was written by a bad author.

”No, no. Now, would you like to go to a place, more beautiful than you could possibly imagine?.” I thought about his question for a while.

“Yes, if you can take me to any place like what I imagine, any place, yes, it would be completely lovely.” I was serious. He smiled, and then nodded.

”Alright then.” He said and snapped his fingers, I was blasted back by a wall of energy and a light brighter than any star shined behind him. He began to fade into the light and was about to say something but was cut off as I hit my head against the back of the cave, knocking me out.

Well, I hope you enjoyed my re-write, I saw how horrible the prologue chapter was and I thought to myself, “What was I thinking, was I awake when I wrote this?” and so then this was born, I will be re-writing chapters, fixing my earlier errors.