literature

Tatsou- journal 1 pt. 2

Deviation Actions

DeVoutNumelran's avatar
Published:
628 Views

Literature Text

(Note: Last names are fake.)

Journal # 1

Part Two

------------------------------

For only a few moments I saw nothing but darkness. How long was it? A minute? two minutes? Two hours? A day? I had no way of knowing except when I woke up soon afterwards.

I woke up to find myself in the middle of an alleyway. I was on my face on the cold concrete, with some rather warm and wet fabric under me. At that realisation I found out I was expozed, quite literally, to the elements of the cold. * quickly jumped to my feet, looking around me, before picking up the shoes, pants, and Grey shirt. When I picked them up, something struck me on their appearence.

They were slightly torn and bloodied. Panic came over me and I looked over my body for any gashes. When I found none, confusion struck. But I put on the clothes all the same. Looking over the clothes, I decided that the blood spots were rather small and wouldn't bring too much attention. He put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the alley, using his arms to cover the tears under the armpits and the blood. He took them out again to find he had about ten dollars in the pockets in a wallet, but it didn't have an ID on who owned it. The thought of what might have happened was scary. Maybe he'd figure out the details later.

I found myself in Downtown of a Major city. I didn't know which one, exactly, but I had to figure out where I was. In only a few short strides left from the alley way, a mass line of Police cars came sotrming down the road, passing cars quick and loud. My heart sank when they skid to a stop in front of the alley way.

Me and about a hundred of other people watched the scene as police took out guns and ran into the ally way. Fear pieked and my heart and brain started to ache for an odd reason, so I turned back where I was going and quickly, but not suspiciously quick, down the busy sidewalk.

What was happening? How did he end up in the middle of downtown? Were those cops after him? or someone who originally had these clothes and wallet? I felt like a criminal yet I had no idea what had happened. Was those agonising moments before the blackout a dream? The transformation and the thoughts in my mind that kept saying "Freeeeeeedooommmmmm" In an inhuman voice. I didn't really 'Hear' it persay. I just felt the urge for freedom in my body, like those chubby kids desperate for the line to end at McDonalds. No offence to any chubby kids! Just saying as an example.

But through the whole thing, I felt half myself. not like I was half of my own self, but like My whole being was suddenly only a half of the total. I don't know if thats helpful. Imagine your mind being a full cup of water. Suddenly, that cup gets bigger and you now only fill half of it, and another liquid fills the empty space. Thats what I felt like then and now.

I walked to a phone booth and called a Taxi. Luckily, there was also a set of newspapers on the wall of the booth with the name "Houston" on it. That was good, at least I was in the same vecinity. He took out a couple of change from the jeans pockets and checked through the phone book.

I found what I was looking for. A Dranaovic, Melody. My mom. She could get her car down here and pick me up. It rang several times, before his sister, Helen, answered their cell phone. "Hello?" She asked, boredly.

"Helen, Is Mom there?" I asked.

"Hey, Fu'! Where the HELL have YOU been! you got some nerve just vanishin' like that. Melody' been yellin' her Effin head off all the damn Day!"

"HELEN, shut the hell up and give the phone to mom!" I yelled as she continued. "you don't tell me to shut up, fu'! I'll Woop ya' ass-" Helen was suddenly interupted as the phone was taken from her with a bit of yelling.

"Brandon, Where are you!" Mom asked in a worried tone. "Relax, mom. I'm fine. I'm downtown somewhere. And before you ask, I have no idea how. I'll tell you when I get home." I began. "What happened? Have you seen the news? At the very place you vanished some dragon like one of your statues came out of the water park. At the same time there was a bloody pool and the choir couldn't find you. I was depressed and stressed so bad..."

"Relax, melody. Just come pick me at... Kashmere Gardens. You know where that is? No? Does Suzan know?" I paused for a moment to wait for an answer, before I get it. "Tell her to come pick me up. I'm at this cricket store at the corner street about... east of the police station."

---

I sat there for about an hour and a half, twidling my thumbs. I was careful to keep the blood on the shirt hidden, happy the shirt had long sleeves. I twiddled my thumbs and rolled my tongue around my cheeks. When I did, I found something strange in behind my gums. Taking it out, i Realised what it was.

It was a small piece of metal. Maybe steel? It seemed to have been a nail or something, but half of it was cleanly bit in half with a seraded end. How did he not notice that in his gums? Maybe the inside of his mouth was numb? He couldn't tell.

The silver car came down the road. Suzan, a rather middle aged woman but looked to be eighty due to alcohal, saw me and stopped where I sat on the stool. I got to my feet, putting the nail in my pocket, and got in the car.

I was certain to have a lot of questions I had no... Logical... answers to.

I sat there in the car as we drove home, silent. I looked out the window, watching as the buildings passed by and cars came and went. It was until suzan broke the silence that my little bit of quiet was cut short.

"Damn! What happened to your shirt!" She asked in a shocked tone.

"Its not my shirt... I sort of found it."

"Why did you take it?"

"I didn't, I woke up to find myself naked and it underneath me."

"Naked? Woke up?"

"Stop asking me questions I don't want to answer at the moment! All I know is I was at the Water park one moment, then here the next. I don't know how long I was out."

"You were missing for three days!"

I stared at her then. Three days? I was unconcious... no... I was that THING for three whole days?! What the hell happened?

"There was this news thats all over the state saying there was a whole park of witnesses claiming they saw a black devil in some words, dragon in others, and monster in more others, flying off out of the town and into the woods. When cops took chase to down the beast, it was untracable, as if it took refuge and hid all of its trails. Next sighting was today in the morning. The dragon attacked this homeless person living in the park, took him into the air, and flew into town into the deepest of the alley ways. By the time the cops went to the scene, there was no body, no dragon, nothing. Right in the road you were at. Did you see anything?" Suzan asked, curious.

"No... nothing... I saw nothing..." I said. I didn't mention I felt something. Something that wanted to shut the old woman up at that very moment.

What the heck happened to me in those three days that I was blacked out?
Part 2 of the first journal. here it is for my Therian Story.
© 2010 - 2024 DeVoutNumelran
Comments13
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In