Suddenly the ground shakes, the desk vibrate and objects fall throughout the room. The teacherand students do not seem to notice what has happened all around them well all except for methat is.
Living in California you get used to quaking happening, it not a shocking event or anything likethat. Though how no one reacted to this is beyond me, rarely does an earthquake happen likethis and it at least gets people talking.
Even the school isn't using the earthquake drill like theyare supposed to which i am pretty sure is illegal. So either all these people are stupid includingthe teacher, or I'm hallucinating from a loss of sleep.
Shaking my head i brush it off as an hallucination and go about my day. I need to stop pulling allfighters, i read somewhere that a healthy sleep schedule usually consist of at least eight hours
of sleep.
The earthquake continues after four minutes of inactivity, weird because as stated earlier this anhallucination and it can't possibly be a real earthquake. The surroundings start to break apartjust like a mirror witch only salifies the idea that this is a hallucination, or i'm just about to pass out from exhaustion. My body appears to be taken into a free fall once the ground has brokenfrom under me. My consciousness fades from existence the deeper i fall until i finally passed outfrom what is believed to be sleep deprivation.
Slowly the noise of insects skittering about and the occasional car passing by wakes me. Risingup as quick as possible due to an unfamiliar area. Looking around the old dark and dirt alley ifound myself going deeper and deeper into a state of panic.
" Where, where the fuck am I."
There is no way someone just dropped me here after i passed out it's just not possible.
Someone from school or the teacher would have stopped them, even my friends would attempt
to stop whoever had done this. OK so in my stories anyone that get kidnapped checksthemselves physically so i am guessing what i should be doing right now.
Peeking my head out of the alley i find im on an abandoned street, which used to be filled with openstores. Running up to one of the windows i can quickly see various things wrong with me.
Forone im missing my favorite jacket that i don't go anywhere without. The shirt and pants i put on the day before were replaced with a black shirt and non ripped blue jeans. My shoes have beenreplaced with generic black vans.
The hair on my head has grown and somehow twisted itselfinto dreadlocks going down to my back with dark blue tips. I feel that whoever did this musthave had no fashion sense because the neon blue clashes against my dark brown skin.
"Ok so it looks like im fine aestechly despite the changes done to me. So after that the maincharacter magically gains shelter or something like that, though seeing how i do not have theirlife skills due to my age things are going to more difficult than i thought."