Day7..
I woke up in the late afternoon. My head to my surprise was numb. My whole body was sore. My clothes were damp and had the smell of mildew. I was cold. I had no blankets on me. No wonder. I sat up, placed my feet on the floor and bent my head down. There was something wrong with me. I felt nauseated, my eyes were burning, and my mouth was dry. I removed my shirt. The coolness of the room hit my bare skin making me shiver. I looked down at my feet. I was still wearing my converse. I untied the laces and lazily removed them. My socks as well. My pants were damp. I stood up with my head bent and undid my button and zipper. I pulled my pants down from my waist and pushed them down to my feet. I removed both feet from the insides of my pants. Just in my boxer briefs I walked out through my bedroom door. In the hallway the pictures didn't seem to be staring at me. They contained the happy memories from when they were taken. I walked into the bathroom. The floor had that same coldness to it. I felt like the cold was burning into my feet. I didn't bother walking up to the sink. Instead I headed for the tub.
I turned on the hot water faucet, and then tested the water temperature. The water felt good rushing against my hand. I plugged the drain with the rubber plug. I sat on the rim of the tub with my head turned to the inside of the tub. I watched the water gradually begin to fill. The sound of the rushing water relaxed me from the inside out. The sound of the water splashing seemed to come from all around me. The room filled with the sound of falling water. I ignored it. I kept my gaze fixed on the swirling water. It had a refreshing look to it. I felt as soon as my body hit the water, I would immediately be purified from all my soreness and worries. The water now was more than halfway full. I stood up, removed my boxer briefs and stepped into the water. Immediately a warm sensation filled my legs starting from my feet and worked its way up. I felt my whole body begin to find relief as warmth filled my cold sore body. I sat down. The sensation amplified. I felt that if I stayed here, nothing else would matter. I slowly began to lay back. My neck hit the rim of the tub. It was not warm and from the point where my neck hit the rim, I felt a cold trickle into my spine. Though my body was warm, I felt that cold travel down my spine. It felt like someone was running an ice cube down my back. Eventually that odd sensation on my spine subsided. I just let myself get taken away by the gentle warmth. I found myself getting heavy eyed. I was so relaxed that I just wanted to let myself float away with the sound of the water. I fell asleep. I must have been asleep for no more than 5 minutes when the sound of the splashing water seemed to change. My whole face felt so warm. I felt like I was underneath a warm sun. I felt myself smile. Then that familiar feeling came. I felt like someone was looking at me. I slowly opened my eyes. I was staring up at a wavy looking figure. It looked like a white gown with something black coming down the face. I felt like I was staring at it through water. Then I realized what was going on. I was underneath the water. I tried to sit up, but I felt as if I was being held down. I couldn't move. I kicked and tried to move my head. Nothing. I closed my eyes, and then opened them. The figure was gone. That strong hold that was over me seemed to lift. I bolted upright sending a wave over the edge of the tub. I was struggling for air. Something rose from the pit of my stomach. I felt the nausea come up. I turned to the edge of the tub and let it flow out of me. The vomit floated and thinned out as more and more water poured out of the tub. I had left the water running and it was pouring out of the tub. The something strange happened. The water that lined the bathroom walls seemed to travel up the wall. It moved up the walls all around me. It reached the roof and closed out every inch of the visible ceiling. The same went for the walls. I was staring at nothing but moving water. I felt as if I was dreaming. I was in a room with walls made of mesmerizing liquid. In a fit of panic got up and out of the tub. I stood in a box of liquid. Nowhere to go. The walls were still visible, but looked wavy and slightly blue. Careful not to slip, I walked to where the door would be. There it was. The knob wasn't underneath the flowing water. I reached out for it. I stopped mid way. The knob was turning on it's own. The door suddenly slammed open. The water that lined it's back was projected towards me. It hit me making me slip. I landed with a splash on the floor. I fought to get myself upright. I sat up and looked into the doorway. The open space where the doorway was had no flowing water going over it. An open way through the water filled room. In it's frame she stood there facing me. I stared at her in horror. Her hair was drenched and hiding her face fully. Her white gown was dripping. Then the smell of mildew wafted around me. I climbed to my feet. She didn't move from her place in the doorway. I stood there in front of her naked. Suddenly there was a flash she disappeared. The room got quiet. The water seemed to freeze into place. No ripples, no splashing. Then I heard the doorbell. I didn't make a move for the open door in fear that all the water would fall. The doorbell rang again. The sound of the ringing filled the room reverberating off the water-lined walls. It had a hollow sound to it. Then as if something had triggered, the water began to swirl around me. It picked up speed and I felt as if I was in hurricane. The water swirled around me silently. It was twirling toward the bathtub. Then I began to feel as if I was getting bigger. The water was closing in. Before I knew it, the water was splashing against me as it lost mass. The water was disappearing down the drain of the bathtub. Then it was all gone. I stood shivering and dripping from head to toe. There wasn't a drop of water left on the walls or ceiling. Everything was dry. I ran out of the bathroom and into the hallway.
I opened the cabinet and wrapped a towel around me. Just as my body was hidden from exposure, Mike appeared at the end of the hallway. "Hey no one answered, so I thought something was wrong." I stood there looking at him speechless. I was trying to find something to say but failed. Then spoke again. "Did you make the copy? Hey why are you in a towel just staring at me?" He walked out of the hallway and toward the kitchen. "Hey got anything good to eat? I'm starving!" I snapped out of my trance and remembered where I was. I shook my head and went into my bedroom. I threw on a pair of Boot cut Jeans and a polo. I fought to get the socks on my damp feet. I got my converse on, and was out of that odd feeling. I didn't worry about my hair, so I picked up the copy of the tape on my desk and walked straight into the living room. Mike was munching away on a bowl of applejacks. I held that copy in my right hand. I felt wrong for what I was about to do. But before I could react, he walked over with the cereal bowl in hand and took it from my grasp. "Is this it?" I just looked at him. "Whoa what's wrong man?" "N n nothing!" I said in a slightly panicked voice forcing a smile on my face. "I.. I just woke up feeling weird!" "Oh.." he said blankly. A puzzled look on his face. I walked past him and into the kitchen. Though I was hungry, I was to eat anyway. I didn't want to give the impression that something was wrong. I heard the TV turn on and heard the tape being put into the VCR. In the kitchen I was completely denied access to seeing the TV. I felt relieved that I couldn't see the tape from here. I heard only faint static sounds. I gave a relieved sigh as the brick in my stomach went away. I fixed myself some frosted mini wheat's. I opened the refrigerator and got out the milk. I walked over to my table next to the window. Poured the milk and placed it down. Today was not overcast like the last few have been. The day felt lively. I sat down. I picked up the spoon in my bowl and took a bite. MMM I let the flavor swirl around my mouth. Not too long after, Mike came into the kitchen with me. He had a strange look on his face. Partially puzzled and as if someone pinched him. "That was some weird tape. It wasn't worth watching at all.." Then the phone rang. I stayed put on my chair as if it wasn't ringing. He looked down at me and asked: "you gonna get that?" I didn't answer and just continued munching. "I'll get it!" He said as he walked to the phone. "Hello?" He said calmly. He was facing me. A strange frown formed on his forehead as he lowered the phone back to its base. I paid no attention to it and just ate and ate. "It's not my problem anymore!" I thought to myself. I couldn't help but smile.
I'm relieved.