“Damn it.”
You throw your phone across the room, and it shatters into little pieces. You stare at it for
a second, thinking that wasn’t the most rational thing. Either way, you just lost your job. It was
supposed to be a prank. You weren’t even involved, you just supplied the materials. Your boss
didn’t see it that way. Your average paying albeit enjoyable job at Executive Auto Service was
over. You had worked there for almost two years. You turn on some trashy TV and ponder what
you are going to do next. You drift off.
The next morning, you make up your mind and decide to go back to try and plead with
your boss. You hop in your car and notice that you are almost out of gas. “Guess I’ll stop at the
Terrible’s on the way.”
As you start pumping, you realize you need to pee, very bad. Someone else in the
bathroom. As you stand outside the door, you watch the sun rise from across the valley. With a
start, you realize you aren’t casting a shadow on the exterior wall of the bathroom. Upon closer
examination, you realize that it is a darker color than the rest of the walls around you. You think
maybe it’s just too dark to see your shadow on. You hear the guy in the bathroom finish up. As
he walks out of the bathroom, you bump into him by accident. You start to say, “My bad-” when
he shoves you, and you trip into the wall. You barely have time to think, what’s up his ass, when
a strange sensation falls over your body. It’s like the molecules of the wall pass through yours,
and you can feel it, but there is no pain, just discomfort. Everything goes black.
You wake up on your back, looking up at a stained yellow ceiling with fluorescent lights.
At first, you think you got knocked out and are in the hospital. You close your eyes and roll over.
Squish. You inhale something moist, and almost retch. Your eyes shoot open. You’re not in a
hospital. You’re laying on a gross-looking moist yellow carpet. The walls around you are a