Author's Note: Sorry the first chapter was so…strange. And Short. Hey…I've got an idea! Let's play guess the Stephen King book. It's just a little test, and if you like how the books sound, you might read them. I'll mention what books were mentioned at the end of each chapter. Hope you like it!

Stephen King Land

I'm falling! What the?

Wham! Jim landed spread eagled on the floor of a house. Where the F am I? He looked around, dazed. He barely has time to see a porcelain penguin on a bureau before the door slams open. A large, strangely solid woman comes through, carrying an axe.

Behind her, Jim can here screaming. The agony-racked shrieks chill him to the bones.

Her blank brown eyes fall on him. She lifts the axe, and charges at him.

"NOO!" He shrieks, dodging her just in time. He runs past her, and disappears out the old fashioned door.

Dude! I'm falling again!!!

Jim landed on his feet and collapsed. He breathed for a moment, then jumped to his feet, looking for the axe-bearing nutcase. He turned around in a complete circle, but couldn't find her. Well, at least he was surrounded by trees…he could hide easily.

TREES?!?!

He was obviously in the forest…somewhere. He slapped at a mosquito near his ear.

He sat down on a rock, before he heard a girl's voice.

"Tom.. . It's coming, isn't it?" there was a pause. "I know that… but what's the secret of closing?"

Her voice was strained and raspy. Jim looked to his left, and she passed by, not four feet from where he was. She was on a road, covered in mud and dirt, carrying a backpack, and constantly hitching up her crusty jeans. If she had been soaking wet, she might have weighed fifty pounds.

A branch broke on his right. Jim turned slowly, not really wanting to see.

A huge grizzly bear was walking towards the girl, sniffing the air.

No, that wasn't right…it wasn't a grizzly. Not really. Wasps surrounded it like flies, and its eyes were twin pools of maggots, squirming in its rotted flesh.

As if it could sense him watching it, it stopped. It looked at him, and he looked at it. Dear God…it's the...what did she call it? The God of the Lost?

Jim ran. The God of the Lost ran. Jim sprinted, to no avail.

"HELP ME!" He screamed, and the girl whirled around.

He plowed into her, than through her.

Once again, he was falling.

Author's Note: I'm not really sure where this is going…I'll have to see. I realize it's a touch…strange, but I kinda like it. Here are the SK books from this chapter.

Misery (say hi to Anne Wilkes, everyone!)

The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon (it's Trisha and The wasp God, a.k.a. The God of the Lost)

Hope you liked it. If people review, I'll continue (hint hint). Please Review! Pretty please?