Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
no escape from reality.
"Where am I?
I have such a headache. I was performing on stage and when the lights went out, I blacked out. Now, I wake up here, but where is here?"
Suddenly, the door opened and a man stepped through. Alia was sitting up on the bed, her long red hair pulled back and a few wisps of bangs framing her face. She stared at the man intently, waiting for him to speak.
"I suppose you're wondering where you are?" He said matter of factly. The man was wearing a silver suit and the color of his hair matched. Sunglasses covered his eyes as he looked straight into Alia's soul. She pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes, refusing to speak.
"Welcome to the future, Alia."
At this, Alia started, "How did you know my name?" She said resolutely. She tried not to let on that she was afraid.
"Here, everyone knows your name. You were famous in your time, and then you disappeared after a concert." The man began walking towards the side of the bed. He sat near her and brought his hand to her cheek.
Alia slapped it away. "Don't touch me!" She snarled. The man looked somewhat shocked at her reaction. He proceeded to backhand her.
"You will not talk back to me! You are in my world now." Alia slowly brought her head back to look at him in the eyes. Then something echoed in the back of her head...
Fear me you lord and lady preachers
I descend upon your earth from the skies
I command your very souls you unbelievers
Bring before me what is mine
The seven seas of rhye
"You're Khashoggi, aren't you?"
"My lady, you astound me. Being from the future, your knowledge surprises me." He bowed his head.
"Now, what do you want from me? Don't you serve the Killer Queen?"
"That depends on your perspective, my dear. I am the one who enforces the rule of Globalsoft, but I have my own agenda. You are my chosen one, Alia."