A/N: Yes, I have given you more reasons to kill me but this is just a trial post to see if this idea would be interesting. Though it's not really much. This is merely a prologue I wrote to get the idea out of my head. It just came to me while chatting with a close friend of mine and well, I'm hoping I'll be inspired to finish this one as well as my other stories. :D Wish me luck. Please read and review!
DISCLAIMER: If I owned OHSHC then I wouldn't be writing fanfiction, right?:)
MINE, YOURS
Prologue
When I woke up one fateful day, everything that my eyes could see was a blur. I sat up groggily, blinking repeatedly and waiting for my sight to clear up. It wouldn't and that's when I first noticed that I wasn't in my room anymore. Despite my blurry vision I could still distinguish the spacious, modernized bedroom in front of me.
Hold on a second. . . .
Since when did I sleep in such a lavish bedroom? There was something terribly wrong. I could only blink stupidly as I tried to take everything in. Something didn't feel right.
I got out of bed and wandered around the unfamiliar bedroom. It made little sense to do so since I could barely see anything anyway. What was wrong with my eyes?
A flash of black caught my eye as I passed the slightly open closet door. I raised my brow and did a double take. There was definitely something in there. I tiptoed my way towards the threshold and peeked inside. Well, there shouldn't be ghosts in broad daylight, right? I pushed the door completely ajar. The walk-in closet seemed empty.
"Hello?" I almost jumped at the sound that came from my mouth.
Was that me? I didn't remember having a cold and I didn't really feel sick at all. I shook my head to clear my thoughts. First things first. I fumbled with the light switch and when the enclosed space was illuminated, I screamed.