Chapter 1

I awoke from dreams of almost forgotten memories embedded deep within my mind, from happy times playing as a child, a time thats lost to me now. Thoughts of work and young adult life flooded back to me as I slowly began to awaken shedding childish feelings along with the memories of the past. At last it was the weekend, I had no need to rush to get ready for the day, I could enjoy a lie in until lunchtime when Im sure I will be awoken by the smell of cooked lunch. my eyelids fluttered open to be greeted by darkness, it must still be night time I thought and turned over and went back to sleep glad of the rest which I deserved after a long week of tedious work.

Again I awoke to darkness, a curtain of sleep still hang over me yet I felt replenished as if I had been sleeping for days, my tummy rumbled yearning for a hot bacon sandwich which was my usual Sunday lunch. no light seeped through the curtains from the morning sun which must have been rising by now, it Was an unusual amount of darkness, it did not allow me to even make out the outline of my surroundings which I knew to be my room in the flat I shared. There seemed to be no life around me even in the streets not even the birds made any sound.

This night seemed to be lasting forever like when youre a child waiting for Christmas morning to arrive, I stared into the continuous darkness an abyss of blackness to my eyes but a whole world of inspired thoughts were created within my mind, thoughts of sunless worlds and black magic, childish thoughts really. I began to count the seconds in my head to help me pass the time.

I counted the seconds over and over again in my head but still no light was being emitted from outside, I was becoming bored. This night is like a bottomless hole; never ending, always waiting for the bottom that will never arrive. Would morning never come? The silence is unnerving creating images of loneliness within my mind, reminding me of times past. I sit up in my bed, I know it will not help time past if anything it will make it go slower but it makes me feel better.

I begin to question the realness of my situation, the darkness and silence is almost unnatural, am I dreaming? I dismiss the thought, this cant be a dream, I cant think this clearly in dreams, but if this isnt a dream why is it so silent and why is morning taking so long to arrive? Am I even where I think I am?

I gently swing my legs over the side of my bed and step down on to the cold wooden floor which lines my bedroom floor, I wince as the cold floor touches my bare feet.i carefully place one foot in front of the other so I dont trip over anything scattered on my floor and hidden by the darkness. I make my way steadily forward in search of the wall where the light switch is positioned. I find nothing, I do not reach the wall so I continue stumbling through the darkness but still do not find the wall or light switch.

I continue to stumble round in the darkness with the feeling of being blind, I hate not being able to see. I do not come into contact with anything solid everything has disappeared, I continue to walk now with my hands in front f me groping thin air in search of anything solid, I begin to panic I cant even find the bed again. I am lost in a world of darkness.

This cannot be the room in which I usually sleep which is also my only home, but if Im not in my room where am I? Ive never been anywhere like this, blanketed by silence and complete darkness, a vast expanse of nothingness, It may be miles from anything solid even the ground is very non descripped it just feels very smooth and cold. Im already lost here not even a shred of familiarity to cling onto.

How did I get here? I couldnt of come here willingly someone must have taken me here. I try to think back to the night before but my mind is a blank. I must have been really drunk, but then I try to remember even the last week but I cant even remember that, something strange has happened to me but I dont know what and it scares me what if Im in deep trouble and I have no way of saving myself? What stupid thing have I done this time? I feel like breaking down in tears but I know it wont solve anything I have to stay strong.

Another thought occurs to me, what if Im dead?

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