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hi readers this is my first story I've ever posted tell me how it goes and what direction you think it should take. Enjoy

Chapter 1: Awakening

I wake up, vision blurred, and found myself staring at my roof, strange that it was blue. I thought we painted it white. I close my eyes and fall asleep again. I wake up again but the sun is up and my roof is white again. I get up and stretch for a little, feeling so good I almost fall over, and go about my everyday routine not quite awake yet. Get dressed. Go to bathroom. Brush teeth. Haha I look like a zombie. Brush hair. Now for the important part of the day. The making of the coffee. Coffee done I get in my car like I do every day and drive to work. I don't mind work, I enjoy my job and working with my hands, it's just when you do the same thing with your hands every day that it can become tedious and your mind wanders. I just want something different for a change.

I arrive at work and immediately know something is wrong. There are scorch marks on the top of the window frames. There's been a fire. Usually if there's a fire in any work place it's a bad thing but when you work in an oil refinery then it's potentially lethal. I get out my car and look for anyone nearby to ask what happened but nobody's around. Odd. Maybe they inside looking for the source of what started it. I head inside but it's the same. Deserted and quiet. All the machinery is covered in burn marks and there's footprints in the soot leading further in the building. These aren't oil burns, with this kind of soot most likely one of the distillers burst and caught flame, but all of them look to be in tact, and who wears shoes that scrape through the soot like this? My curiosity piqued I investigate further, following the foot prints.

I'm an average size guy just under 6ft with strong arms and legs because of my work. Brown hair and brown eyes I'm as average as a person in my line of work gets. I don't like to fight but I'm not particularly scared of anything either. So you can imagine my surprise when I turn the corner and see a fully armored figure running at me and spear tackles me into a white portal. Engulfed in the white I pass out. Drifting in and out of consciousness I feel like I'm falling but no rushing air no butterflies in my stomach just a sense of weightlessness . I wake up, warm and relaxed, that is until I realize this bed is not my own. It feels heavy and has a musty smell, I look down and see animal pelts. I throw them off in a panic but freeze as a thought struck me. I'm in a log cabin, I'm in someone's home. I move slowly through the house trying to move quietly on creaky floor boards. I see stairs leading to a down stairs area and quickly look down them to see if there's anybody home and more importantly if there's a way out of this place. See a fire pit with someone cooking something over it, she looks like she would be too busy to notice me moving around. That is until one of the steps creak.

She doesn't so much a flinch and just keeps stirring the contents of her pot. I get down the stairs and walk up behind her, she's wearing an elegant cloak. It has a high neck, a light red colouring, is tight fitting and goes down to her knees. On top of this she has a hood fastened at her shoulders that drops to her waist. Her skin is a pale white and her black hair is in a plait that goes over her shoulder. From behind I can't tell if she has any weapons on her so not taking any chances I grab her from behind and lock my arms so she can't move. I twist and throw her over my body to the back of the room and bolt for the door on the other side of the room. With the house not being very big I take three long strides and I'm at the door at which point everything went wrong. All my muscles seize up and I can't move becoming stiff but because of my speed I trip and connect with the door face first. With all my muscles still clenched tight I roll over onto my back only able to move my eyes and breathe.

Staring intently at the door willing myself to get up and run but to no avail. I see movement in my peripheral vision and I know she's up and about and most likely the cause of all this. I try to move, to shout for help, to do anything other than watch her walk closer but I only manage to send myself into a panic and give a dull moan. She casually walks up to me and says something but I don't hear it, my mind shouting in my head to move. To run. I'm breathing rapidly and she can see I'm not listening so she lifts her one hand and a light green light shoots out of her palm and hits my chest, sinks in and my skin glows the same green. I've been drugged! Only drugs cause hallucinations! I can feel my mind begin to slow as well as my breath and I can feel as all my worry and all my anxiety melts away into just clam and peace of mind.

I look up at the mystery woman still standing there staring at me. "Better?" Unable to reply I slowly blink twice. "Good, you're finally awake." Only one thought crossed my mind as I lay there paralyzed at the mercy of this woman with really powerful drugs. She looks so pretty.

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