Chapter 1: Sense

There is a door.

A huge impressive door with a seal.

Curious with the wordings on it, I lean forward to take a closer look. The wordings looks complicated but I thought I could understand it if not for the layer of dust on it. I reach out my hand instinctively to brush away the dust when the seal all but melted away upon my touch.

I gasped in shock. What have I done?

I have seen enough horror movies to know that behind every closed door lays a secret – a secret that is meant to remain a secret forever.

The door reacted before I should.

It creaked open with a rusty touch that totally freaked me out. My heart began pounding so hard against my chest that I thought it was robbing me of my breath, making my knees weak as I eyed the inside with curiosity and fear.

The inside was dark, so dark that I probably couldn't even see my own hands. I faltered a few steps back when a sudden voice jarred me.

"Wait, don't go!"

The next thing I know, I was already on the other side of the door. The creaking of the heavy door behind me closed with a resounding thud before I could stop it. I tried to pull, with all my strength, for at least a gap big enough for me to squeeze through, but the heavy door just won't budge.

Terrified, I leaned against the cold hard door, in hopes that it could at least be some kind of support to my distressed state. I squinted at the darkness before me. The insides felt cold, damp and from the way it smells, it certainly needs some serious hygiene inspection. I could hear water dripping everywhere but oddly enough, not a drop fell on me.

I shuddered and crouched on the ground in fear when the place was suddenly illuminated by orange blaze of firelight. I took a deep breath to calm my confusing mind when I realized it was merely torches of fire from both sides of the wall in front of me. In the lambent glow of the flames, I could clearly see a way ahead.

Determined to get out of this Godforsaken place, I decided to navigate my way out.

The place was a grotto, I realized as I ventured deeper. I came to an abrupt stop when my eyes caught something… or rather, someone… a silhouette seemingly couching on the ground in a distance not quite far from me…

-Chronicles of My Life-

I snapped my eyes open at the sound of ambulance sirens wailing past my window. Frowning, I fumbled for my digital alarm clock and glared at it.

4:19AM.

Great. Just great. What a time for me to start my day.

I have less than two hours before my official wake up time and knowing perfectly how my body works, I am sure that I won't be falling asleep until the next hour. To fall sweetly asleep only to be awakened shortly after just isn't the thing for me.

I groaned and kicked my covers away, before I pulled my fluffy Garfield pillow over my head.

Nightmares.