A:N/ Okay, this is really tripping me out. My parents are really not into the whole, "TECHNOLOGY" thing, and because of that, it affects me in a very negative way…-

Not that I mind, just, we scream at each other trying to find a good Base for writing my crap to send to you awesome people who READ my crap, and I love you for it.

Sooo, I decided to update again cause' I love writing when I'm FEELING IT. Are you FEELING IT? Cause I sure am FEELING IT. (Super Spongebob fan)

Without further waiting stuff, here's chapter 2!-_

I felt like twitching.

Like, really badly. I must twitch now. But, what if my twitch angers a hungry beast that just suspects I'm a snail, because I'm moving so slow? And that beast doesn't like snails. Because snails are gross.

So I lay there, or sat there, or maybe even floated there for a solid 5 minutes, debating on twitching and Angry Beast's metabolism's and diet's.

I hear something in the distance, and I flutter open my eyes.

'Dah frog. The bright light, it is blinding me. Someone, get Mad Father, now!'

Gasping, I sit up, freaking out.

"I FORGOT TO TWITCH! HOW COULD I FORGET SOMETHING SO IMPORTANT?!…-" I yell, shaking my head side to side.

Putting all jokes aside, being the creeper half the time, the whole "Glowey-Whitey-Space" Crap was really getting to me

I hated to be Mary-Sue like, I despise Mary-Sue's. So perfect.

I scowl, and rub my eyes, heart beginning to race as I figure out its not just a dream.

Well, I'd think I'd remember a dream like this. Who dreams of white spaces of nothingness?…

Looking around, I realized I was still SITTING on the damn floor.

"Eh… "

'Sitting is probably one of the best techniques in avoiding bear attacks. Just watch as it rips out your throat!' I think sarcastically, getting up and brushing the imaginary dust off my pants just to get the atmosphere going.

"H-Hello…?" Still facing forward, I walk around a bit.

"I'm one for Daylight and Sunny evenings, but this takes the cake…. Is anyone there…?.."

I yell, waiting as it comes back to slap me in the face. Metaphorical, I assure you,

Suddenly, a soft wind brushes past my neck, making the hair stand on end.

Holding in a breath, slowly turning around, to come face to face with nothing.

Sighing loudly, gently laying a hand over my racing heart, I then stop to look up.

A giant, set of detailed gates, floated in the middle of nothingness.

Unable to control myself, I yell, "Oh, COME ON! It was RIGHT here the ENTIRE. TIME?! Dah frog! Where THE HELL AM I?! NOTE TO SELF, NEVER NUDGE BUGS…! NEVER!"

I face palm, harder than I thought, and the slapping sound echo's once again across the wide expanse of white around me.

A low, husky growl laced with a feminine tone reverberated across from inside the gate doors.

Blinking, I tilt my head to the side, looking at the gate doors curiously.

They weren't open… That's for sure. It would've made hella creaking noise, straight from the pits of Oculus Rift itself.

The growling got louder, though it was weaker after I moved forward a bit.

"….Hello…? Anyone there?… Is this Fort Knox?….. Ronald Knox?.."

I mutter sarcastically. Though I showed no sign of fear, I was utterly crapping my pants right now.

I hated not knowing where I was, and why.

My stomach churned with a familiar feeling. Nervousness.

I was constantly nervous. Everywhere. Always worried. I worried over getting too stressed out over worrying about WORRYING.

I was worried now, about the churning feeling in my gut.

I wanted to know what was making that noise, and If it was in trouble or not. It just sounded so… Sad.

Okay, okay, sappy I know, and how can a growl coming from INSIDE a floating door in endless whiteness ever be a SAD thing?…

Hey, its how I get my perks.

Looking around again, trying to ignore the on-coming stomach ache, I took a step forward, and the growl intensified, but then it let out a low hiss.

I flinched noticeably. 'The heck happened? Is it okay?…'

Steeling myself, I took three big leaps, and squeezing my eyes shut, I placed a sweaty palm on the decorative exterior of the large Doors.

Nothing. No sound, no growling, hissing, anything.

I immediately thought I broke something. I tend to do that. (A:N/ SPONGEBOBS COUSIN STANLEY, IM RELATED! :D)

Then the Doors burst open, making me fly backwards with a violent woosh, landing on my back, black dots dancing across my vision.

Hey, I'm not the most fit. I'm a coach potato.

As I try to sit up, bracing myself for the worst, a small green blob was hurled out of the set of large doors.

I finally noticed.

Inside those doors, were more sets of 'eyes' than you had ever seen.

They all looked towards the green blob, as it was hurled from its 'home'.

It landed with a rather loud thud for something so tiny on the 'floor' beside me.

I was too dazed and frightened by the fact that those millions of eyes were now on me.

Unblinking eyes, all on me.

Shaking uncontrollably, I didn't notice a rather strange 'person' walking up to me.

They chuckled.

Eyes widening to the size of dinner plates, I glanced quickly to my left and right.

Whoever chuckled cleared their throat, and waved a hand in my face. They had such a clear hand. Only the outlines were visible. Suddenly, things started clicking inside my head. Dangerous things.

Shaking is an understatement of what I am doing right now. I'm surprised I hadn't passed out by now.

I… I… It cant be.. That's not possible.

"Ah, up here, silly little human…"

Suddenly all my shaking came to a halt, and my widen eyes looked up, to see the glowing smiling eye-less face I knew all too well.

His sick smile widen as he saw the look on my face, though he already knew how terrified I was.

He was ME in fact.

"….Truth?…"

A:N/ YAAAY! CLIFFHANGERS! don't worry, I'll update soon. I was just worried at how far I can go on this.

I'm on a really old, and when I say old, I mean ANCIENT type of Base for my writing crap.

I was really itching to write this next chapter, and I was on a roll for a bit, until now.

Well, I'm ready to write the next one, now actually. But I'm going to think a bit.

So, about an hour or so before I post something again.

PFFFT- nah, Ima' post as soon as I think of something good. I just went out on a limb here, writing what I thought felt right.

Can any of you guys guess what the green blob was? The summary kinda gives a hint. I have an idea-

It's a good one, trust me. I really wanna spoil it.

I mean, how many people will read this story?- It's just another one out there… ;3