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CHAPTER ONE: A Strange Dream.

I turned around. The view in front of me left me gaping like a goldfish.

Turned out, there were only three walls in the room which were all white. A big rectangular one attached to two small square ones to it's both sides. There was no wall opposite to the rectangular wall. In fact, there wasn't anything. I was in a small box like room which was half open with a wall missing.

I walked over to the edge, taking in the beauty in front of me.

I was in space because I could see millions of stars all tiny and large and they were shining.

The room started rotating at a slow pace. And when it came to a halt, I saw a huge sphere outside this time. A big ball of blue and green. It looked extraordinary from up here. And the best part, I could see every life and earth process happening in that sphere that I call home.

I could see clouds forming, the sun rising, watching the night fall on the other side, rain forming, snowing. Every possible earth process I've ever just watched on YouTube was now there in front of me. It was like someone had zoomed at particular places to show me.

I could see different countries and people, every emotion on different faces. I could see the center of the earth and it wasn't like what Jules Verne said. There was magma below, orange and brown rocks trying to get out of the volcanoes. I could see everything there is to know about my planet.

It was so mesmerizing; I couldn't take my eyes off of it. They were filled with tears.

I don't know how long I kept staring at the view, but it felt like hours. I then decided to examine the walls so that I could find a way out of here even though I was a slight reluctant to leave.

There were no secret doors or windows. Just plain white walls. I was about to panic when I heard a loud bang. I looked around but didn't find where the sound came from. A few seconds later, one of the square walls in front of me started collapsing into tiny pieces. I backed up to the opposite wall in fear.

The whole room started to collapse. I could see orange flames down below from where I stood. I was backed up, pressed up against the wall. The ground near my feet started to deteriorate too. The wall behind me was gone. I had no support as I stood on a small piece of white.

I was still. Completely still. But then I saw something coming towards me. It was glowing in the darkness. It looked like a tiny glitter ball from where I was standing.

But as it came closer, I realized it wasn't tiny at all. It was a huge rock, glowing with white fire like magnesium.

It was coming towards me with a great velocity. I looked around for anything that could save me but all I could see is darkness above and orange flames below. The stars were gone too.

When I looked back at the oncoming ball of fire, it was so close and as it hit me, I saw darkness again.

My eyes darted open as I sat up with a jerk, with heavy breaths and my heartbeat nowhere near normal.

That was one strange dream. I rubbed my eyes before taking a look around the room I was in. I didn't recognize the room but it looked familiar.
I was scared out of my wits, not only to find myself in a "strange but familiar" room but also due to the dream. I wasn't a big fan of heights.

In a frenzy to get out of the room, I quickly got down from the bed.

A wrong move, apparently.

When my feet touched the floor, my head started to pain in a disgusting manner and my whole world began to spin. I struggled to maintain my balance but failed miserably. I reached out to hold on to something but only ended up knocking down what seemed to be a glass of water kept on the bedside table. Not only that, but I fell down with a loud 'thump' beside the bed. Thankfully, I crashed on the plain floor and away from the broken glass shards.

I was breathing hard, trying not to scream in anguish. But the pain in my head began increasing. I thought I heard the door open but wasn't quite sure because my head was kinda 'occupied '. My eyes were closed shut tightly. So I wasn't able to see the face of the person who gently picked me up and put me down on the bed.

"Are you alright?" He asked, kindness lacing his voice.

I took a deep breath to recover from the ache in my head, and then slowly lifted my eyelids.

And as the blurriness decreased, I realized that my rescuer was someone so familiar, I could recognize him in the blink of an eye.

But this wasn't possible. How could this man be here?

This could certainly not be Rory Williams. But he was.

My breathing fastened as my flashbacks from a few hours ago began.