Notes and Stories about time traveling from a man who claims to be me. I post one page of the story per day (except Sunday)

Friday, November 17, 2006

Sam was lying down next to his new friend Paul on the ground, in order to not move his hand. His hand where ever it moved in the air made an imperfect boxy permanent glowing blue imprint. Two men were guarding the front of the shed where Sam was laying down. One of the men stepped further out, so he could now talk to a police officer who had just arrived at the scene. The man in the nice suit blocked the police officer’s view of what was inside the shed, namely Sam. The man in the suit told the police officer that the current situation is now a government matter, but an ambulance might be necessary. As more cops arrived at the scene, the man in the suit told them the same thing.



Soon a helicopter arrived on the scene, and a group of men got off and stepped into the shed. Two of these men escorted Paul out of the barn and as they walked out told Paul that he is not in any type of trouble, they just have questions and security issues. Four other men from the copter walked up and surrounded Sam. After Paul had completely left one of the men in a lab coat told Sam to hold still and said “Your going to be just fine.” Then pulled out a needle and stuck it in Sam’s arm. Sam felt the prick and said nervously “What’s going on, what are you doing tom me?” The men who surrounded Sam said “Just relax, you’ll be fine”.


Sam woke up in a panic from a dream to where he was tied down, and sure enough he woke and was tied down to a hospital bed. As soon as he popped out of sleep a nurse sitting down in a chair and reading a magazine stood up and said “I’ll be right back.” He looked at the straps over his arms, and realized there was stitching around his wrist. They appeared to have given him a new hand which he knew was electronic under the skin but Sam could not move it and felt pain when he tried.


One of the same men in a lab coat from the previous night in the shed, walked into Sam’s hospital room. “Hello, Mr. Nguyen, did I pronounce that right, crazy night a couple days ago. How are you feeling?”

Did you take my hand off? asked Sam.

“Yes, I’m sorry we had too, but we gave you a free new one that is going to cost tax payers a whole bunch of money. Your parents are down stairs but they can’t see you just yet, not my policy, but they know you had an operation. Can I trust you to loosen the straps. I’d take them off if I was allowed but it’s a no go. Can I loosen them.

“Yes, please” replied Sam.

“I’m doctor Redkin by the way. Mr. Nguyen are you feeling up to some questions right now or do you need some more sleep.”

“I’ll try.” said Sam

"Do you remember what happened after you were sedated the night at the shed?"

“I just assumed I fell a sleep, did something else happen?”

"Well a colleague of mine may have passed away. This was his second time seeing one of the blue holes in the sky, The other one has been covered up under lock and key so that no one can get to it, after it was deemed to dangerous to study, since a bunch of bad incidences occurred. Well after we sedated you. Doctor Huffstead my friend jumped through the triangle. My only reasoning is he thought it might be the last chance he has of studying the phenomenon. Well after this happened Dr. Huffstead was blue and ordered not to move. Doctor Huffstead then seemed to roll in on himself while others were orderd to fire upon him. The doctor let out a horrible echoing scream and disappeared. Do you have any recollection of any of this?” asked Dr. Redkin

No, is this secret? asked Sam.

"It probably should be, but today on the news some weird stuffs is happening. Well for instance yesterday me and my wife had noticed dramatic improvements in our health and bodies, and let me warn you to get ready for a shock. I’m going to open up the curtains to your room. Are you ready?”

“Uhm, yeah I guess so” said Sam.

Dr Redkin opened up the curtains, to reveal the sky was half bright white, and half black. “The news says this half black and half white is actually part of a big letter I, and it’s part of a sentence. The satellite images from space read “WE LIVE IN A GAME”.”

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Jeeze. This is just getting weirder!

Thankfully I don't have to wait a whole nother day to read the next episode =-)

Writing definitely better; u're doing a good job visualizeing things.

Unknown said...

Great job. I had the same thought once a few years ago: "Are we living in a game, only being controlled unaware by something else?"