Ally found herself falling, but slowly, as if gravity had little effect in this strange new world.
"Peculiar and more peculi…wait a minute!" Ally realized, "This isn't possible. No way, no how did I just get sucked into my computer."
However, as patterns of zeroes and ones passed her by as she fell, she started to feel a little…unnerved.
"This is all a dream. A sick, twisted, horrible dream. I've got to wake up!" She muttered.
But after about 5 minutes of pinching herself, Ally finally accepted the fact that this was no dream.
Finally, Ally reached the ground (with a very hard, sudden thump to the rear). She pulled herself up and looked for anything. But that was the problem. There wasn't anything to speak of. Just plain white surroundings as far as she could see.
Then, Ally heard a very quiet mumbling in the distance. As it got louder, she could make out what it was saying.
"I'm on time! I'm on time! For once I'm on time! This new broadband internet works wonders! The motherboard will be so pleased with me!" it exclaimed.
Finally, Ally saw what was causing the voice. There in the distance was a tiny man dressed in white jogging clothes.
"Hello!" Ally cried waving her arms frantically, "Could you help me?"
"I guess so, but only for a moment," a voice from behind her said.
Ally screamed as she turned around. "Who are you and how'd you get here so fast?" she asked.
"Well, I am an Instant Messenger. And I no longer use dial up to get from place to place, so I can move a lot faster," the messenger said, "Now what seems to be the problem?"
"It's not too bad except for the fact that I'M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE IN A COMPUTER!" Ally screamed.
"Well, I would love to help you, but I can't. I'll be late, and then the motherboard will have my pixels scattered," the messenger said worriedly.
"Well that's just perfect. I have a paper that needs writing," Ally pouted.
"Well… I could take you with me as an attachment to the motherboard. She might be able to help. But you'd better hang on tight," the messenger.
Seeing no other option, Ally grabbed his hand and ZOOM! Off they were to the motherboard.
Or, off the messenger was. For you see, Ally had put on a little too much hand moisturizer this morning and…
"MY HAND! MY HAND IS SLIPPIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!" Ally screamed as she plummeted towards the ground…or cyberspace ground equivalent.
Ally pulled herself up, and found herself in a strange area. This was nothing like the area from before. It was full of bright colors and flashing lights. But strangely, there was little to do in the room, except for a little button in the center. Ally walked over to it, and saw that it read "CLICK ME". Seeing no other choices, Ally decided to click the button.
However, like most online advertisements, the button turned into a giant Pacman face and began eating away the window.
"That can't be good!" Ally yelled as she ran away from the giant Pacman face. Soon, Ally found herself out of room, and only left with a few 'bites' of room left.
Dun dun dun…
Author's note: Now that you have read the first chapter of my story, I will tell you that…I NEED FEEDBACK! PLEASE WRITE A REVIEW! It'll take you what…1, 2 minutes???
