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The steel bars felt cold against his back, and no matter what position he shifted to, he was uncomfortable. Freezing, hurting and dirty. Ever joint in his body ached, ever muscle sore. Why he was in a cage was still a mystery for him. He had tried talking with his captures, but he never got a respons. They just stared at him, smiling and laughing like he was some circus attraction, and he stared back, scared out of his mind while taking in the horrible creatures that was standing before the cage. More arms than a body ever should have, animal shaped ears and horns growing out of their head, or in some cases heads, teeth as large as his hands, fingers even longer, hairs growing places it shouldn’t. They all looked different, all grotesque, and definitely not human. Monsters...
The first time he had seen one, he had been sitting at his favorite café. While drinking a coffee and staring out of the window, a creature twice as large as everyone else on the street had walked by. Its skin was green and hanging loose on the body, and there had even been a tail. He had almost screamed out loud in terror from the sight, but was luckily too shocked to get any sound out. Because what was even more worrying than the creature itself, was that no one else seemed to notice it.
He excused the whole thing with lack of sleep. School had been stressful, work had been hard, and he had barely gotten a good night sleep the last month. So it wasn’t so strange that he had seen something weird. He was probably half asleep at the time without realizing it. But, then it happened again. And again. Weird creatures kept popping up where they should’t be. Walking through the class room, sleeping on the floor in the library, running down the street… And never did he see anyone else react to them.
Not knowing what else to do, he kept pretending like he didn’t see them, not wanting to admit that he was clearly going insane. Even when the streets and buildings started changing, he kept going on like nothing was happening. One minute he could be standing by his school, and the next the building changed. It was kinda similar, but with some clear differences. Extra rooms added, usually in a way that looked random and not especially professional. The colors changed, and everything looked worn down and dirty. Rubbish suddenly littered the streets, and everywhere monsters where running around. Small and large, wide and thin. Every color and shape you could think off. All monsters, and not a single human in sight. It was like if he had stepped into another world.
The visions only lasted for a second or two at first. Then they got longer. A minute, five minutes, an hour… And the monsters started noticing him. Before they had seemed to not see him, or any of the humans. When that changed, he got surprised looks and monsters moving out of his way. His reaction was to run. Every time it happened, he found an alley to hid in while he waited for the vision passed. Then he almost had to crawl home due to his body shaking so bad.
He tried talking about it to his best friend once, asking if he ever saw strange things. The look he had gotten then had scared him from ever mentioning it again. It was clear that he was crazy. He probably should have gotten professional help by then, but he hoped that it would stop by itself if he only kept ignoring it. His mind would have to stop imagining these things eventually, right?
It obviously hadn’t worked, and it had all taken a very ugly turn during his last vision. It had lasted for almost two hours already and he was hiding in an alley as usual, when a pack of monsters had suddenly appeared. Before he had the change to realize what was happening they had grabbed him, and while he fought to get loose, he had been knocked out. When he woke up, he was locked in a cage, and that’s where he had stayed since. The vision never ended this time, it just went on and on for days. Weeks. Months? He had no idea how long he had been there now, it was impossible to keep track of the days there.
«Wash the cage, we have to wash the smelly cage,» a light voice sang as a few of the smaller monsters came into the room. It was a large room, and from the rest he had seen of this world, he could see that this was a nicer place. If he was right, these creatures worked as servants for the owner of the house, the one who was keeping him a prisoner. He had seen the monster a few times, and he definitely understood why the others seemed to respect it. He had never seen anyone more frightening.
«Smelly!» another one chimed in, a bright yellow thing covered in fur. It had more eyes than he managed to count and a cat like mouth, and in it’s hands there was a hose. It wasn’t the first time he had seen it, since they kept complaining about the smell. What did they expect, when there was no toilet for him, and no way to wash himself. The cage was smal, not even large enough for him to stand up in or stretch out while lying down. But there was a drain in the floor, so they turned the water on and hosed him down.
The water was freezing, and left him shivering and moaning. When they were done with that, they threw some food in to him and left. It was strange fruits and vegetables, some of them too moldy to eat. Thanks to that he had lost weight and his hair had starting to fall out. Would any of his friends or family recognize him if he got back? Would he recognize himself?
He didn’t understand why he was there. At first he had thought he had been arrested, maybe he had broken some law by mistake. But he didn't think that any more. The monsters never said anything, never did anything to him except stare and talked between themselves. Like he was some weird thing, a strange animal. It was all they where interested in. He was nothing but a fun thing for them to look at.
He had tried getting out, but the cage was impossible to break through or open. So the little hope he had left of ever getting back home, slipped further and further away every day. If there even was anywhere to get back to. He had a theory. Instead of passing into some other world, he had simply experienced some break down. In reality, he was probably lying in some hospital drooling, and this was all part of his sick mind.
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The first time he had seen one, he had been sitting at his favorite café. While drinking a coffee and staring out of the window, a creature twice as large as everyone else on the street had walked by. Its skin was green and hanging loose on the body, and there had even been a tail. He had almost screamed out loud in terror from the sight, but was luckily too shocked to get any sound out. Because what was even more worrying than the creature itself, was that no one else seemed to notice it.
He excused the whole thing with lack of sleep. School had been stressful, work had been hard, and he had barely gotten a good night sleep the last month. So it wasn’t so strange that he had seen something weird. He was probably half asleep at the time without realizing it. But, then it happened again. And again. Weird creatures kept popping up where they should’t be. Walking through the class room, sleeping on the floor in the library, running down the street… And never did he see anyone else react to them.
Not knowing what else to do, he kept pretending like he didn’t see them, not wanting to admit that he was clearly going insane. Even when the streets and buildings started changing, he kept going on like nothing was happening. One minute he could be standing by his school, and the next the building changed. It was kinda similar, but with some clear differences. Extra rooms added, usually in a way that looked random and not especially professional. The colors changed, and everything looked worn down and dirty. Rubbish suddenly littered the streets, and everywhere monsters where running around. Small and large, wide and thin. Every color and shape you could think off. All monsters, and not a single human in sight. It was like if he had stepped into another world.
The visions only lasted for a second or two at first. Then they got longer. A minute, five minutes, an hour… And the monsters started noticing him. Before they had seemed to not see him, or any of the humans. When that changed, he got surprised looks and monsters moving out of his way. His reaction was to run. Every time it happened, he found an alley to hid in while he waited for the vision passed. Then he almost had to crawl home due to his body shaking so bad.
He tried talking about it to his best friend once, asking if he ever saw strange things. The look he had gotten then had scared him from ever mentioning it again. It was clear that he was crazy. He probably should have gotten professional help by then, but he hoped that it would stop by itself if he only kept ignoring it. His mind would have to stop imagining these things eventually, right?
It obviously hadn’t worked, and it had all taken a very ugly turn during his last vision. It had lasted for almost two hours already and he was hiding in an alley as usual, when a pack of monsters had suddenly appeared. Before he had the change to realize what was happening they had grabbed him, and while he fought to get loose, he had been knocked out. When he woke up, he was locked in a cage, and that’s where he had stayed since. The vision never ended this time, it just went on and on for days. Weeks. Months? He had no idea how long he had been there now, it was impossible to keep track of the days there.
«Wash the cage, we have to wash the smelly cage,» a light voice sang as a few of the smaller monsters came into the room. It was a large room, and from the rest he had seen of this world, he could see that this was a nicer place. If he was right, these creatures worked as servants for the owner of the house, the one who was keeping him a prisoner. He had seen the monster a few times, and he definitely understood why the others seemed to respect it. He had never seen anyone more frightening.
«Smelly!» another one chimed in, a bright yellow thing covered in fur. It had more eyes than he managed to count and a cat like mouth, and in it’s hands there was a hose. It wasn’t the first time he had seen it, since they kept complaining about the smell. What did they expect, when there was no toilet for him, and no way to wash himself. The cage was smal, not even large enough for him to stand up in or stretch out while lying down. But there was a drain in the floor, so they turned the water on and hosed him down.
The water was freezing, and left him shivering and moaning. When they were done with that, they threw some food in to him and left. It was strange fruits and vegetables, some of them too moldy to eat. Thanks to that he had lost weight and his hair had starting to fall out. Would any of his friends or family recognize him if he got back? Would he recognize himself?
He didn’t understand why he was there. At first he had thought he had been arrested, maybe he had broken some law by mistake. But he didn't think that any more. The monsters never said anything, never did anything to him except stare and talked between themselves. Like he was some weird thing, a strange animal. It was all they where interested in. He was nothing but a fun thing for them to look at.
He had tried getting out, but the cage was impossible to break through or open. So the little hope he had left of ever getting back home, slipped further and further away every day. If there even was anywhere to get back to. He had a theory. Instead of passing into some other world, he had simply experienced some break down. In reality, he was probably lying in some hospital drooling, and this was all part of his sick mind.
Name: Lio
Age: 19
About: Constantly busy with school and his part time work, where he works very hard to do his best. Lost his parents in an accident 5 years ago, and don't have much family left. Don't have much time for anything besides working and studying, but he likes to read and visit parks and any other nature places.
Personality: Friendly, easily stressed, nervous, pushes himself, easily distracted, is prone to forget everything and everyone when he is busy with school and work.
Age: 19
About: Constantly busy with school and his part time work, where he works very hard to do his best. Lost his parents in an accident 5 years ago, and don't have much family left. Don't have much time for anything besides working and studying, but he likes to read and visit parks and any other nature places.
Personality: Friendly, easily stressed, nervous, pushes himself, easily distracted, is prone to forget everything and everyone when he is busy with school and work.
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