CHAPTER ONE
"All right that concludes today's practice," I said, "Oh and there is no practice next week."
"But why coach Ava?" asked a twelve year old girl as she took off her soccer cleats.
"Because I have to travel back to San Francisco to visit my family," I said. No one else spoke; the younger girls knew that I had to visit my only known living relative in the hospital. While the girls slowly diminished, having been picked up by their parents, I packed up her equipment in her back pack and began my walk home.
I was walking down an alley that ran alongside my apartment building when I heard shouting. I peek around the corner into the joining alley and saw two men in black suits trying to push a teenage boy inside a white van. I got out my cell and began to call 9-1-1, but before I could push the green button it was knocked out of my hand.
"You're not calling anyone girlie," a gruff voice said, "You're gonna come with me." I looked and saw the speaker was a tall, well-built man, who had a porcelain rabbit head as a head???
'WTF!' I thought.
He made a grab for me, but I evaded him and punched him in the stomach. I ran through the door that led to the stairwell of my apartment building. I took the stairs two at a time and got off at the second floor and ran down the hallway to my apartment, quickly got in and shut the door.
I backed up from the door and waited to see if my pursuers had followed.
They did.
Someone pounded on the door until it finally broke, I found myself facing the two men in black suits and the weird rabbit head guy. I quickly backed up until I could feel the frame of the mirror the previous owners had left behind.
"Come on you broad," the rabbit said in his mechanical voice, "You wanna do this the hard way or the easy way?" He lunged at me and I tripped on the over the frame and into the mirror.
I expected the pain of glass, but instead I had the feeling of freefall. I opened my eyes and found that I was falling headfirst through a vortex of a colorful cloud. I knew that wherever I landed I would be dead if I fell on my head, so I angled my body so that I would land on my feet. This probably wasn't a good idea either, because when I landed I felt my right knee give out.
The momentum threw me forward but I managed to catch myself on a wall. I took this chance to survey my surroundings; I was in a dark, run down building with water everywhere and electrical wires hanging from the ceiling. Now isn't that a great combination? Then I began to wade fast as I could around the corridors looking for an exit.
"Where'd she go?" I heard shouts behind me and took off running. I finally found a door and ran through almost falling to my death as I teetered over the edge of the building. I managed to gain my balance and continued to run. Trying not to pay attention to endless pit beside me.
After fifteen minutes, I slunk next to a red telephone booth, trying to catch my breath. It was getting very dark and as soon as I lifted my head up to look for the stars, it began to pour.
'Great, just great,' I thought, getting soaked to the bone. I lifted my body up and walked across a bridge thing to take refuge in the nearest building. The door was unlocked and the room empty.
"Hello, anyone there?" I called, setting my backpack down on a chair. I heard footsteps and ducked behind a table. I saw a pair of brown shoes walk and lock the door, diminishing any hope of escape I had. The person started to walk back from wherever he came from, but paused and walked up to the table I was hiding under.