"I see dead people?"
I smirked and looked at the lady across from me, she had blue hair that she kept up in high ponytails, despite her age, which was about 20 or so.
She was also my therapist, not that I needed one, I wasn't crazy.
I nodded, "I guess you could put it that way...but not quite. They were dead....but they weren't people..."
"What were they, then?" She asked, as she scribbled down on her little "Look at me, I'm qualified to send you to the loony-bin" notebook.
"I guess the only way to put it would be monsters..."
She nodded and continued to write. I took the time to look around the room. It was a fairly nice room, peach colored carpet, white walls, there was a couch over in the corner, but the thing i was sitting on was a nice chair, upholstered with black leather.
I had pulled it up to face the lady, I preferred to sit and be able to look at the other person easily.
It took me a moment before I realized she was waiting for me to answer a question I had missed.
"Excuse me?"
She frowned a bit at not being heard the first time, "Where did you encounter these...monsters?"
"Shadowland." I replied.
"And how could one get to Shadowland?"
"Forward, Right, Sideways."
It was her turn to be confused, "Excuse me?"
"Forward, Right, Sideways." I said more clearly.
"I'm afraid I don't understand..."
"That's how you have to step..."
She blinked a few times and stood up, setting her notebook and pen down on her chair. I watched as she took one step forward, one to the right, and then another to the right.
I shook my head, "You only moved, you're not STEPPING."
She was obviously confused, and a bit irritated because she sat down again, picking up her things before she did so.
"Well how is someone supposed to step sideways?"
"It's easy if you know..."
She sighed. "Moving on...How did you first get to Shadowland?"
"I'll tell you about it, but it's quite a long story..."
She looked at her watch. "We have time."
I nodded and began my story.
I smirked and looked at the lady across from me, she had blue hair that she kept up in high ponytails, despite her age, which was about 20 or so.
She was also my therapist, not that I needed one, I wasn't crazy.
I nodded, "I guess you could put it that way...but not quite. They were dead....but they weren't people..."
"What were they, then?" She asked, as she scribbled down on her little "Look at me, I'm qualified to send you to the loony-bin" notebook.
"I guess the only way to put it would be monsters..."
She nodded and continued to write. I took the time to look around the room. It was a fairly nice room, peach colored carpet, white walls, there was a couch over in the corner, but the thing i was sitting on was a nice chair, upholstered with black leather.
I had pulled it up to face the lady, I preferred to sit and be able to look at the other person easily.
It took me a moment before I realized she was waiting for me to answer a question I had missed.
"Excuse me?"
She frowned a bit at not being heard the first time, "Where did you encounter these...monsters?"
"Shadowland." I replied.
"And how could one get to Shadowland?"
"Forward, Right, Sideways."
It was her turn to be confused, "Excuse me?"
"Forward, Right, Sideways." I said more clearly.
"I'm afraid I don't understand..."
"That's how you have to step..."
She blinked a few times and stood up, setting her notebook and pen down on her chair. I watched as she took one step forward, one to the right, and then another to the right.
I shook my head, "You only moved, you're not STEPPING."
She was obviously confused, and a bit irritated because she sat down again, picking up her things before she did so.
"Well how is someone supposed to step sideways?"
"It's easy if you know..."
She sighed. "Moving on...How did you first get to Shadowland?"
"I'll tell you about it, but it's quite a long story..."
She looked at her watch. "We have time."
I nodded and began my story.