#cw unreality
Went to my school’s ChemE building to meet up with some classmates to study for our midterm on a Sunday. Did I learn chemistry? Yes. More importantly, I learned that the ChemE building is a liminal space!
I walked all over the building and discovered many narrow, repeating corridors just to find the entrance to the classroom and exit where there was light. The first floor is friendly, while the second shifts into a place I’d expect to be killed in a horror film. There are no windows on the second floor.
i feel like the TV static but the static is sticky and I’m leaving pieces of my myself across the room with every footstep and with everything I touch and I’m making a mess and I’m dissolving and tearing away into nothingness and the room is getting so so loud and I’m drowning in the static now
holy shit??? this is so good??!!! wow thank you for bringing my words to life! this is brilliant!
inscryption stimboards:P03, scrybe of technology
yeah ok
And it was all a dream
CWs are in the tags so you can choose to look at them or not as they are spoilers
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Si woke.
He was in his hammock at home. The room stank of sweat - it did no matter what you did to it after years of close-packed kids sneaking into adulthood here. Sunlight poked its fingers through the dirty window. Squinting, he lifted his head. The collection of hammocks and sofas and pallets and blanket nests were empty other than a few sleeping teenagers. They must have been on a job late last night. All being well, he snuggled back under his blankets, and shut his eyes tight.
A sharp kick jolted him from below.
“What was that for?” he groaned.
“Uncle’s pissed you slept in!” He couldn’t work out which of the little kids it was.
He tumbled from his hammock to the floor, and patted the backs of his shoulders. Nothing there. No wings, no tears, not even any pain. He grabbed his pack of cards from his breast pocket and flicked through them. The Ace of Hearts was missing.