The Chronicles of Alan Johns'son
Chapter two
When I opened my eyes, I wondered for a moment if I had. I was surrounded by complete and utter darkness.
(Where am I? What's going on? Am I dead?) I wondered. (Nah, I can't be dead. How would I be thinking?) I shook my head, only to feel liquid moving past my ears. (Wait a second…How am I alive if I'm submerged? Shouldn't I need to breathe to live?)
I was now nearly dizzy with confusion, and decided to feel around myself to find out where was. I reached out tentatively, and came up against a smooth surface. I quickly yanked my hand back. Yeow, that was COLD! Okay, I was in some container of some kind. That answered my question of where I was.
(All right… Time to make sure that I'm physically okay. First things first; Legs?) I wiggled my legs. (My legs seem to be working. That's a good sign… now for the arms.) I moved my arms up, down, left, right, and in circles. (Sore, but still functioning. Now, let's see if I can break out of this place.)
I hit the side of my prison as hard as I could, but it did not budge. It did feel like it could break with more force though, so I continued my efforts. After what seemed like an eternity, I managed to chip a piece off of my prison. Some of the fluid dribbled out, but not enough to allow breathing. My mind suddenly was hit with an inexplicable urge to see light, so I continued hitting that wall with everything I could; Feet, Hands, Shoulders, heck, I even used my head once. It hurt, so I decided to continue the job with my side. Bit by bit, the hole grew larger, and more fluid escaped. I could see very dim light coming in through the hole, but it wasn't enough. I wanted- no, NEEDED- to see more light! I continued bashing the wall, and after what seemed like days, I managed to enlarge the hole enough so that I could poke my head out. I did, and was rewarded by being temporarily blinded. I quickly pulled my head back in and suddenly realized that I was now breathing, which was a nice surprise. Apparently that liquid was oxygen rich, but now that it was mostly gone, I needed to breathe. I pushed hard against the weakening cell, and suddenly found myself out in the light.
HOLY CRUD! LIGHT! COLOR! SOUND! My senses were blasted to levels I had previously thought impossible. I shut my eyes, and whimpered. The light I had so desired was now causing my brain incredible amounts of pain. The cold wind was not helping matters at all, to say the least. It was FREEZING outside, but from the looks of the nearby foliage, it had to have been summer still. If it was summer, then why did I feel so cold?
Ignoring my shivering for a moment, I looked around to discover that something was amiss. The trees were HUGE, and even the grass was gigantic compared to normal sizes. Either the world had gotten bigger, or I had gotten smaller. I tried to walk around to explore my surroundings, but my feet refused to support me. I quickly tripped and fell on my rear, feeling tears rush to my eyes. That HURT! Suddenly I realized I was sitting on something, so I stood on my wobbly feet again, and looked to where I was sitting. I saw nothing at all.
(…Must be imagining things again.) I thought; right before something poked me on the back. I spun around, and fell as I tripped over something. I shook my head, slightly dizzy from my fall, and looked at the thing that had tripped me.
"What the heck is that?" I yelled, looking at the long alien appendage lying upon the ground. It was covered in blue fur, had a very fluffy looking tip, and was nearly as long as I was tall.
It was a Tail.
I kicked it away, only to cringe in pain.
It was MY tail.
Which made me think of three questions…
Where am I?
Why am I here?
And the biggest one of all…
"What the heck am I?"