Waking up josh felt a soft area on where he was lying down he didn't think of it much as he was too tired, so he just shrug it off as nothing but at the time he was about to go to sleep again he involuntary rose starting the people in the room he was, the sun entering his eyes as he was trying to adjust his sight to the room he found himself,
Looking dumb founded he was surprised where he was,
"Is this a dream" thought josh so what are this metal structured beds am seeing.
In the room josh was, he found himself lying on the top bunk of a metal bunk bed the frame cold and slightly rusted, the thin mattress beneath him squeaking as he tries adjusting himself at the back of the wall,
Across the narrow room stood another bunk bed pressed against the opposite wall, identical in every way.
The space was small, barely enough for two people to walk through without brushing shoulders. A single window at the far end let in the morning light its white curtains swaying gently as the wind pass through;
Josh pushed himself up on his elbows, heartbeat kicking up. What….. Where is this?
This looked like a student hostel room cramped, plain and built for convenience, not comfort. The walls were painted a dull beige and had small cracks running down like dried rivers. Two wooden desks stood between the bunks, cluttered with strange objects he didn't recognize, smooth rectangular devices, glowing screens, tangled with white cords.
He swallowed hard.
This isn't the small bar,
He vividly remembered sitting on the bench under the shady moonlight relaxing while he waited for Xalin to bring the food he ordered.
So how the hell did he end up here?
Using his right hands to clean his eyes to check if it wasn't an illusion or magic at the same time trying to pinch himself. He felt it.
The pain.... it was real, "where are am I" he wondered.
Then he noticed the people.
Two young men stood near the door. Backs turned to him whispering in low voices, he could hear them as himself was extraordinary even if he was among the weakest in the community he at least was able to have normal functioning abilities.
They wore strange clothing which were loose, short sleeved shirts with weird printed symbols, trousers made from flexible fabric and shoes without any laces, just flat rubber soles. That is if he knew what those were.
Nothing there were matched what he knew of clothing from where he was from or was he kidnapped?
They looked too foreign like characters made from distinct future GODS models.
That was what he thought.
John's breath hitched.
"I.... am sure am not dreaming!!!!" He whispered to himself.
Then suddenly he felt this sharp, stabbing pain exploded in john's head, so sudden and violent he thought someone had driven a thousand burning needles straight at his skull.
The world around him blurred, everything was melting into a smear of light, he clutched his head, gasping, but even his voice felt distant.
Then everything went black.
A suffocating, endless darkness that swallowed sound and space.
John opened his eyes at least he thought he did, but he could barely tell if he was breathing,
The shock on his face as he looked at his hands.
They weren't solid!!!!!!
"w--what is this…..? Is this…..My consciousness state?" he whispered.
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His voice echoed around him, bouncing off nothing yet returning from everywhere, it made the empty space feel alive.
"Ok josh calm down..... You need to calm down; fuck am even hearing my own thoughts out loud…."
Fear crawled up his spine. The darkness stretched forever in every direction, there was no ground, but something held him up, no air but he felt like he could suffocate.
Then something flickered.
A soft glow appeared before him, widening like ripples on still water. As the light spread, he saw….himself.
Or rather another version of himself.
A transparent mirror surface formed out of nowhere, a calm sheet of reflective water like standing upright in the void. On its surface lay an image of another 'josh' sleeping peacefully, chest rising and falling as if resting in a dream he couldn't escape.
Josh stepped closer instinctively.
"Why….. Why am I seeing myself?
His reflection didn't move it was like watching a memory frozen in time as he stared.
A little disturbance was shown on the transparent water like mirror then a light shot out wrapping over josh as he stared gazed, frozen without his will even as a transparent being.
Scenes of life he knew
Scenes of life he didn't
Memories that felt like his….yet distant.
Faces he recognized mixed between as the knowledge and display of life he felt he lived shown to him, although fast forward but he was able to understand and grab them,
But he saw himself in different dimensions one wearing futuristic clothing's, another running on a battle field,
One flying in metallic machine that shot lights out of their hands which he hasn't seen before apart from some mutants in his life that shown lights from their body this one was very destructive.
Fast forwarding seeing himself flying on a sword while being pursued by others flying sword and exotic and legendary beasts.
It overwhelmed him.
He staggered back, holding his head as more images forced themselves into his mind, slamming into him like waves, memories he was sure didn't belong to him at all.
"What is happening to me…?"
His voice trembled,
The pain faded slowly, replaced by a strange heaviness in his chest and a soothing calm following up in his mind.
Something deep inside him was calling, connecting, awakening...!!!!!!