Story Prompt
It’s me, living through my dreams or at least reliving my memories... right now I’m in my dressing room getting ready for the show I’m putting for the Grammys... yes, I’m kind of famous.... a teen star to put it, it was unexpected and fast, from starting a YouTube channel where I posted videos of my younger self singing then to posting videos of covers I did and writing my first song which blew up and then getting scouted by a company called JC, it was JC the owner who helped me come where I am today and I will be forever grateful for the chance he gave my 13-year-old self, who would have thought me now 17 would be at a Grammys much rather performing...
I’m prepare my own makeup by covering my acne marks, not completely but just making the red spots appear my usual skin tone which a bit of a tan, one of my many South-Asian characteristics, I also create a light smokey eye with tones of brown because I’m going for a natural look... I put some clear mascara on my eyelashes and I put some clear gel... I think it’s called... on my long thick eyebrows just to stay in place... i finish the look with a lip gloss...
My entire image is innocent and pure for this song, I had put my hair in a braid which I now remove, seeing my hair cascade over shoulder, I put a few hair chips which have a diamond like stone at the end which will sparkle when the stage lights hit it, just adding to the look... I’m wearing a simple, ankle-length white dress which I really love, it has white stones on it as well scattered all over the dress
I enter the stage which is currently dark... I sit on a stool with my microphone in hand, I start singing softly into the microphone... I’m definitely nervous but I try my best to be calm because I know there is nothing to be nervous about or I at least tell myself so...
“Love to open the window” ... Echos into the area
“Feeling the light on your skin” I sing as the warm orange tone lights turns on, letting the audience see me... my stool is surround with mist and random areas of flower décor of soft colors
“Never afraid in the rain”
“To stroll in the morning”
“Walking like an angel”
“The sparkle in your eyes”
“Making the rest so special”
“So, in love”
“In love with every single thing”
“ohhh!!! So innocent”
“Lives for today” I continue singing into the area as this memories fades with my voice fading into the darkness
I wake up, in panic trying to remember the last thing that happen...
I’m on a small bed with a metal frame, in a room with cement wall, a large metal door, locked, facing the bed...
I take the blanket, covering myself with it... a splitting headache starting to anger me... what have I ever done to deserve this?
The door unlocks, the click sound deafening in this room as its echo’s, the light buzzes as its tries to stay on, a lose wire, I think... a large man, bulky and loaded with guns meaning muscles not actually gun... I think he could actually break a gun with his bare hands though, he enters the door and walks to the side emotionless, letting another man enter, this man is tall about 6.6 or somewhat there, he has muscle but not too much although I think he can still cause serious damage, both the men look terribly intimidating making me move back into the wall trying to sink into it some all “that’s dumb” I think, “since we are thinking, the second man is *chef kiss” my brain continues, I scoff but I freeze, as I realized I didn’t do it mentally... I stare at the man like a deer in headlight, I shake myself out of it, mentally this time
I stand up, the man looks amused, I smile backs,
“Still dumb” my brain tells..
“What else do I do?” I ask myself mentally,
I start telling the man, “Well as lively as this was”
“It wasn’t” my brain, I swallow
I look at my left hand at my imaginary watch which I tap with my right hand, index finger and continue “i have places to be, so if you’ll excuse me”
“mmhm” my brain muses
I point at the door, and start walking backwards toward it
“Bye, I hope you have a nice day or night” I point at the ceiling and shrug,
I make a 180 as so as I’m out the room, and look at the hallway from my left to right which is just really dark with really, like a really dim bulb every so far
I fold my arms, as I stare at my sides trying to figure which way to go and I decide on wat
“The most stupid way” my brain says
“mmmhmm, so...”
“a” I point at the left side
“l” I point at the right
“e” I point at the left
“x” I point at the right
“Wait, is there another x?mmmh I should’ve thought this through”
“mmh, Isaiah... tha... that’s a good name” I chuckle as I say
Then start
“I” I point at the right side
“S” I point at the left
“A” i point at the right
“I... waits its I.S.A.I” I nod as I tells
“i.s.a.i.a.h “a male voice tells me from behind
“Thank you” I tell without looking back
“i” I point to the left
“a” I point to the right
“h” I point to the left
“Well...” I turn to the right and go
“Face death Straight on right” my brain tells, I nod as I walk down the dark hallway made of cement, doors every now and then... I hear the footsteps of the two men following me
“They think you are mental” my brain tells and I scoff
As I walk down for, I think 5 minutes, suddenly the door that I pass rattles and a man screams
I jumps but I don’t make a sound, “guess my brother’s pranks did come in handy” I think
I look at the man, who has a huge scar on his face, from his cheek to his chin
“scarred for life” I joke
The man looks at me with a really face, but he chuckles “really” he asks
“i mean you smiled” I tell him
“were you tortured?” I ask as I point to his scar
“how” he asks
“buggers are not that original these days”
“you seem so innocent tthough” he tells
“I’ve killed” I tell with a straight face
“mosquitos” I tell before giggles at his face
“I’m sorry, humor is my coping mechanism and its broken ” I tell him when he looks at me with that really man face
“You know there’s actually more painful nerve right__” I stop telling and pointing
“I’m sorry I’m just going to go” I tell
“Where?” he questions
So far, the two men who followed me, just stare at the interaction
“Down the really creepy hallway, which is also really dark” I say as I point down the hallway
“Probably has spiders too, so if you hear screams, its probably me and the spider having a interaction”
“Shit scared of these thing___ well everything” I tell as I look at him
“Hmmm, yeah but you seem brave”
I laugh “more stupid but I do have to go, cause its running out... fast”
“bye “I say as I walk away down the creepy hallway
Finally, the hallway opens up into a court yard after another 10 or more minutes, the guys still following and not doing anything
The court is an open lunch area with table and chair like a cafeteria, with the food serving area but it’s all empty, the moon is out so it’s probably pass midnight
I walk towards the kitchen as continue to some fruits I take a bunch of green apples and then sit on a stool I found in a corner I drag it towards a table in the kitchen and face the two men
“So, what’s happening?”
The man who entered second sat on the table as he stared at me smiling
I felt goosebumps as he stared at me, straight into my eyes... I felt vulnerable
“Guess your stupid bravery ran out” my brain said, I nodded mentally
I acted like I was fine, focusing on the task of eating the apple
“Do you know why you are here?” the man asked, it was the same voice who spelled out the name, he had a very dark and deep voice he oozed alpha energy, if alphas exist it was him...
“no”
“Do you know how you are here?”
“no” I say the same answer in-between bites
“Hmmm... well let me help you” he said before putting his right index finger on my temple which created an electric zap tingle and darkness flooded
I remembered everything,
I had an accident which cause me to go into a coma for a few months while the country was in caoses
By the time I woke up, the stage of panic had passed and the fear was setting in for the people, the country was first affected by a virus, the Mexican and Canadian borders were closed immediately, keeping the virus inside the country then feral dogs started attacking people, mainly killing members of the parliament, killing them one by one till the parliament ceased to exist... but the virus had killed majority of the population, as a vaccine had not been developed and well, there was no hope when there was no medics in the country and even no international help, so the remaining population which was about 5% settled in underground bunkers, hospitals were abandoned and the patients inside were left to die...
I was one of the patients left to die, as I said I was in a coma, I was in a car accident, which left internal injuries so after surgery I was put in a medically-induced coma for my inter wounds to heal... what they forgot to mention was it was attempted murder, you see I was given an invitation for a high society event in the white house, during the party I had to use the lavatory but of course this was once time in the white house and it is also huge, I got lost on the way and I ended up passing a office full of men in suit, they were arguing... I couldn’t help but overhear, but what I heard was going to be the reason I would be wanted dead for... it was inhumane was they did, there was group of people that were experimenting on, torturing them, because they were different, these people were found on an island and brought to America... I ran out of the place immediately hitting a painting that was next to the office, creating a small sound but it didn’t drop the painting so I didn’t think it would cause attention to come to me, but it did... hearing the sound the room of men became silent, one of them walked out but I had left the corridor by then, the man saw the painting tilted and fixed it, walking back into the office, I thought I was off the hook then but inside the office they had checked the CCTV and then well you can guess
I was able to give the information to an organization I knew form my younger day, it was a top-secret organization... Their work was like robin hood, cleaning the corrupt government work... the day of my accident was the day they were able to free the people who were captured, burning the place they were held in afterwards, this organization went abroad the next day as they don’t stay in the same place day for too long, I have no idea what happen to people but I’m guessing I’m going to find out...
I wake up, in a bed covered in black Egyptian cotton sheets, there was large French doors facing the side of the bed, the curtain was a light white cotton fabric, the doors were opening and the wind blowing were making the curtains do a dance, ray of sunlight escaped through the curtain and landed on me who was on the bed, my clothes were intact, a T-shirt and cargo pants, I turned to look at the rest of the room, there was a large wood door facing me “must be the entrance” my brain said... then a glass door on the other side of the room, I stood and walked to it... opening it I saw clothes “men’s clothes” my brain said, I nodded “the closet” I said mentally, walking back into the room I saw a door on the wall the bed was resting on, opening it I saw a beautiful bathroom, I felt my bladder heavy, I quickly shut the door and went and did my business, as I did so I couldn’t help but admired the bath, it was mostly marble or some stone, a massive shower and bath tub then an exquisite vanity and sink area with a large mirror to match, I washed my hands and turned to exit the bathroom and suddenly saw a man standing there, I jump and “shit” I said, holding a hand over my racing heart as well... “come” he said
I realized he was the same man who did that voodooshit to my head, did I forget to mention there was a small balcony outside the French doors because that where he led me, pulling a seat for me, and gesturing for me to sit, I walked towards it and sat, thanking him and a slight blush coming to my cheek as chivalry was rare for me, he sat on another chair on the other side of the small glass table, on the table there was... breakfast, “would you like some breakfast?” he asked, “you should jump” my brain said, I scolded my brain mentally, as I said yes and thanked him... taking a plate I took a variety of fruits and some orange juice and I ate them slowly... I am hungry but I didn’t live my mother for so long, to forget my manners in a second... I looked at the valley, the balcony overlooked... I have always been a fan of nature, the shape of clouds to just everything... I had a small smile on my face as I looked at the different flowers in the valley, and I closed my eyes as I chewed on a piece of fruit, living the feel of sunlight on me
