I was awoken at god knows what time. I rolled over to see my clock. It was 3:48 am. "Heeeeeeeeeeey! You're awake!"
I rolled back over to face the window that looked out onto my backyard, expecting to see the usual. A line of bushes and an old swing set. No. I saw that god forsaken grey rabbit. "Oh...my...god..." I growled, putting my arms over my face.
"Come on! We're a little late, you know!
"Um...excuse me...We're actually very late." I looked up again at the new voice. There was not only the grey rabbit now, but a white one. I stared for a long moment, before taking my pillow and shoving it into my face. It was a dream. I was convinced. Nothing could change my mind. This was totally, and completely a dream.
"COME ON! I'm as mad as a march hare out here!" came the yell of the grey rabbit, before it laughed slightly, "I am a march hare though." It continued to giggle. I peered out from under my pillow, staring at the stupidity of the words the grey thing had just said.
"Could you please come?" said the White rabbit, completely disregarding his companion. I groaned and sat up, "Lemme' get dressed..." I muttered, closing the curtains and putting on what I had warn earlier that day...I couldn't believe I was doing this. I was convinced it was a dream though. A very, strange, dream.
"HURRY!" "Shut up, you furry four legged pot roast!" I snapped, "I'm coming!" at a time like this, I was thankful that my parent's room was upstairs...and my brother slept like a rock...at the bottom of the ocean. Regardless of both these facts, I tip-toed out of my house and out the front door.
"What do you want now?" I whispered as I came to the back yard. The two rabbits were staring at me by the swing set, the grey one on it's hind legs while the white one was sitting.
"We need you to come with us! NOW! There's no time to waste! We need to make haste!" Came the sing-song chime of the grey rabbit's voice.
"Why?" I said, dragging on the word in a slightly whiney voice. It wasn't intentional but, I was tired and cranky and in no mood for this shit.
"Please, just, follow us." said the white rabbit, in a more polite manner. I could just barely pick out it outline in the snow as it began to hop away with the grey rabbit right behind it. As little sense as the matter at hand was making, I followed the two talking creatures.
Scenes of the next week passed through my mind. I would be found in four days, in the middle of the woods. I'd be cold, hungry and delusional, talking nonsense of talking rabbits and flying cows and what not. As a result, I'd be put in a straight jacket and thrown in the loony bin where I would be stuck with a needle, every hour, on the hour. All because I decided to follow two freakin' rabbits into the woods. Of course, this was just an over reaction to the obvious reality of me dreaming.
"We're here." Said the white rabbit, as we came to a small hole beside a tree. The brown rabbit quickly jumped in. I blinked.
"You...expect me...to jump in there? Much less fit?" I asked. The hole was probably only six inches wide.
The white rabbit looked at me with beady red eyes. It nodded, "Ladies first." I stared at it, then at the whole, then back it, "Dream or not!" I said, "This will not, can not work. I'll prove it to you!" I walked over to the hole and set my foot on it, "Seee-" I was cut off. The ground suddenly went out beneath me and I was falling. Not the normal kind of falling. Think of the falling feeling you get when you're half asleep, laying in bed. You feel like you're falling, but you're not, but, you still jump and, usually end up feeling like an idiot afterwards. Think of an endless feeling of that.
I insisted on screaming, cursing, and praying for my life. I just wanted to wake up. This was the scariest dream I ever had. I could see everything quickly flying away from me. I managed to roll over so I could face where I was falling...bad idea. There were pianos, hats, anything you could imagine.
I began to scream as a wardrobe came flying for me. I put my arms up in front off my face, preparing for an impact. It never came. I rolled in the air again. The wardrobe was above me and I had passed straight through it. At this point in time, I was silent. Too utterly terrified for words. My mouth was gaping and moving but, no words came.
I landed hard, on something soft-thank god. All the air came out of me in one big 'whoosh' and I lay sprawled out where I landed, panting and sweating, eyes wide and terrified. I sat up, making sure I still had all of my limbs before flopping right back down. Waking up couldn't come fast enough.
