He saw a few people that seemed to be hurt. They saw Tray and began to walk over to him. “Hello?! I seem to be lost. Could you tell me where I am?” said Tray. The strangers said nothing but began to jog towards him. The looks on their faces seemed deranged and crazed. They began to scream in horrific unison. Tray looked back and began to run but to his dismay he saw a few more people emerge from the hospital with the same deranged look on their faces.
Tray ran immediately to the left up the road that he came. He ran to a nearby store. He flung open the door with a mighty shove. The flimsy door fell to the ground with a light thud. Tray franticly searched for something that could help him. The store looked like an old hardware store. Dust covered the floor and the majority of the shelves like a thick sheet of sawdust. The howling of the deranged persons were drawing closer, their footsteps slapped the concrete outside.
Tray ran further inside the store and began tipping over piles of various tools and shelves. When he reached the back Tray found a large metal exit door he shoved it open and ran outside. He found himself in a back lot of the store. There were piles of trash, Tray hesitated for a moment then dove head first into the trash to hide.
The strange people that were chasing Tray, in a flurry burst open the door. They stopped and began to search the area. Some sounded like they ran away but someone lingered. Tray could hear them scuffling about. His breathing stopped when he could feel one near his stinky hiding place. After a short moment the individual ran away. Tray sighed a sigh of relief.
He brushed himself off and waited a short period of time for his heart to stop racing, until he brought up the courage to leave again. Tray stepped out of his little sanctuary, looked both ways as if to cross a busy freeway then stepped out yet again into the silent street and began to head into town….
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Monday, March 30, 2009
Infernal Knight pt.2
Tray woke up with a jerk. He sat up suddenly and looked around. He was lying in a hospital bed in a hallway. He looked around only to see that no one was around. Dirt and grim covered the walls accompanied by the smell of mold.
He examined himself and saw that he was covered in a fine cold sweat. He got up and looked around.
The hall was a mess no one seemed to have walked the halls for quite some time. He walked over to a nearby table and looked at the crude rusted tools. He wasn't sure what a lot of them were but he managed to find a mirror among the scattered junk. He examined himself in the grimy mirror.
His long face was covered with a weeks worth of five o'clock shadows. He looked extra pale, thin and like he'd been through a couple of rounds with a pro boxer.
"Man?! I've been worked over." He said. Although he looked terrible he didn't feel anything. He wasn't sore or tired but rather like he'd just awoken from a long nap. Tray put down the mirror. He looked at himself and saw that he was wearing an embarrassing hospital gown. He laughed. He'd watched the late night comedy skits and thought that he was now for a brief moment a walking joke.
Tray walked down the hall and found to his surprise a neatly laid set of cloths lying on a chair in front of the receptionist office. It was strange that they themselves were not covered with mold but rather neatly pressed and clean.
Tray examined the clothes briefly and sniffed them.
"Hmm, Downy fresh." He muttered. "Hello? Is anyone there?" No one answered in the echoing hallways of the hospital. He shrugged and put on his clothes. They fit perfectly. Tray made his way out the front into a vacant parking lot that was covered with a fine layer of red dust or ash. Tray wasn't sure.
As Tray walked out he found himself in a small city the air was stuffy and humid. He saw rolling hills and small houses near by. He began to walk down the road when suddenly....
He examined himself and saw that he was covered in a fine cold sweat. He got up and looked around.
The hall was a mess no one seemed to have walked the halls for quite some time. He walked over to a nearby table and looked at the crude rusted tools. He wasn't sure what a lot of them were but he managed to find a mirror among the scattered junk. He examined himself in the grimy mirror.
His long face was covered with a weeks worth of five o'clock shadows. He looked extra pale, thin and like he'd been through a couple of rounds with a pro boxer.
"Man?! I've been worked over." He said. Although he looked terrible he didn't feel anything. He wasn't sore or tired but rather like he'd just awoken from a long nap. Tray put down the mirror. He looked at himself and saw that he was wearing an embarrassing hospital gown. He laughed. He'd watched the late night comedy skits and thought that he was now for a brief moment a walking joke.
Tray walked down the hall and found to his surprise a neatly laid set of cloths lying on a chair in front of the receptionist office. It was strange that they themselves were not covered with mold but rather neatly pressed and clean.
Tray examined the clothes briefly and sniffed them.
"Hmm, Downy fresh." He muttered. "Hello? Is anyone there?" No one answered in the echoing hallways of the hospital. He shrugged and put on his clothes. They fit perfectly. Tray made his way out the front into a vacant parking lot that was covered with a fine layer of red dust or ash. Tray wasn't sure.
As Tray walked out he found himself in a small city the air was stuffy and humid. He saw rolling hills and small houses near by. He began to walk down the road when suddenly....
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Infernal Knight pt.1
In the beginning of all things there was emptiness. But the powers that be created our universe where we live, work and play. This is our world, but the powers that be created more then just this world. In reality they created seven different worlds all the same with different variations. These different variations are called dimensions.
Each dimension is a parallel universe where everything is in constant motion in one-way or another.
The first world is called: The Material plane, it is where we live and breath now, the second is the Magical Plane where magic reigns supreme, third is the Realm of Light and Darkness here is a world of war and chaos, fourth is the plane of time, it is a place where time is in constant motion. There is no relative date or time and few people are allowed here because just one small intervention could be dire. The fifth is called The Void, it a universe of nothingness, a place of infinite space that acts as a prison for the creations that have been rejected by the powers that be, sixth is the Realm of Dreams, a place where everyone goes to lose their troubles for a while, regain hope and sometimes live out their worst nightmares, lastly is the Realm of the dead where the dead go that have been trapped and torn away from their world by the servants of Ragnus.
All are different but one is more different from the rest. It is our world. The difference between them and us is that we don’t know the other realms or dimensions exist. Our world was kept in the dark because it is here that the powers that be decided to have all the dimensions converge, and the way that they converge is through very special doors called dimension doors. These doors are opened and operated by keys. Those that hold the keys can freely travel from world to world. Police regulates most doors but there are many doors that are hidden or unknown, and every once in a while keys are lost or stolen, and sometimes just sometimes keys are made.
It is for this very reason that our world is the jewel, the one that all other realm fight for. For this reason who so ever controls our world will ultimately control all of the creations of the powers that be.
* * * *
A swirling mist surrounded him. Tray had no idea where he was.
“Is this some kind of dream?” he thought.
No it couldn’t be. He walked through the fog feeling the air. Each wisp of fog danced around his fingers like a playful snake until he finally heard a faint voice in the darkness.
“Hello?”
“Hello” The echo came back not long after he shouted. Tray was confused. He took a few steps forward then suddenly felt the ground beneath him give way. It felt like it was literally disappearing beneath him. He frantically grabbed for something, anything. But he fell into endless space his scream was drowned out by an over powering voice that seemed oddly familiar.
“Just remember kid…. you owe me…” it repeated in his mind. The voice was like a snively winy voice. Tray fell for a long time not knowing if he would ever reach the bottom when suddenly he….
Each dimension is a parallel universe where everything is in constant motion in one-way or another.
The first world is called: The Material plane, it is where we live and breath now, the second is the Magical Plane where magic reigns supreme, third is the Realm of Light and Darkness here is a world of war and chaos, fourth is the plane of time, it is a place where time is in constant motion. There is no relative date or time and few people are allowed here because just one small intervention could be dire. The fifth is called The Void, it a universe of nothingness, a place of infinite space that acts as a prison for the creations that have been rejected by the powers that be, sixth is the Realm of Dreams, a place where everyone goes to lose their troubles for a while, regain hope and sometimes live out their worst nightmares, lastly is the Realm of the dead where the dead go that have been trapped and torn away from their world by the servants of Ragnus.
All are different but one is more different from the rest. It is our world. The difference between them and us is that we don’t know the other realms or dimensions exist. Our world was kept in the dark because it is here that the powers that be decided to have all the dimensions converge, and the way that they converge is through very special doors called dimension doors. These doors are opened and operated by keys. Those that hold the keys can freely travel from world to world. Police regulates most doors but there are many doors that are hidden or unknown, and every once in a while keys are lost or stolen, and sometimes just sometimes keys are made.
It is for this very reason that our world is the jewel, the one that all other realm fight for. For this reason who so ever controls our world will ultimately control all of the creations of the powers that be.
* * * *
A swirling mist surrounded him. Tray had no idea where he was.
“Is this some kind of dream?” he thought.
No it couldn’t be. He walked through the fog feeling the air. Each wisp of fog danced around his fingers like a playful snake until he finally heard a faint voice in the darkness.
“Hello?”
“Hello” The echo came back not long after he shouted. Tray was confused. He took a few steps forward then suddenly felt the ground beneath him give way. It felt like it was literally disappearing beneath him. He frantically grabbed for something, anything. But he fell into endless space his scream was drowned out by an over powering voice that seemed oddly familiar.
“Just remember kid…. you owe me…” it repeated in his mind. The voice was like a snively winy voice. Tray fell for a long time not knowing if he would ever reach the bottom when suddenly he….
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
How this is gonna work
So first off thank you for coming to my blog. The way this will work is very easy.
1. I will post a poll, You will vote
2. I will write based on your vote and suggestions
That's right it's just that easy. I plan nothing it will all be up to you the readers. So please experiment. If you want something funny then I'll write something funny, serious, scary whatever. It may be short or long we'll see how it all turns out. So as long as your interested and I have time we'll have lots of fun. So I hope to hear from you soon. Let's do this thing. If I don't hear from anyone after a while I'll just write whatever I feel like.
1. I will post a poll, You will vote
2. I will write based on your vote and suggestions
That's right it's just that easy. I plan nothing it will all be up to you the readers. So please experiment. If you want something funny then I'll write something funny, serious, scary whatever. It may be short or long we'll see how it all turns out. So as long as your interested and I have time we'll have lots of fun. So I hope to hear from you soon. Let's do this thing. If I don't hear from anyone after a while I'll just write whatever I feel like.
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