I opened my eyes and I saw a dark red sky. I didn’t wake up where I had gone to bed.
I tried to sit, but I can’t seem to control my body. I could feel the muscles at the end of my fingers twitch, but that was it. I can’t get up. I tried moving left and right, but to no avail, my body is stuck in this position. I can’t get any of my body parts to move, I could feel that I’m moving my right arm, but it isn’t moving, I could only feel the sensation of moving. I tried moving my left arm, then my legs, then my head; nothing.
Tired, I continued to look up at the sky. My eyes are wide open, scanning the sky, searching for something of any familiarity. There was nothing familiar about this place, I don’t know where this place is. All I know is the sky is red, the massive clouds look more like massive lumps of dust than clouds, and there is no sun to be found. Albeit, this place was glowing a reddish color. They seem to all come out of the sky just like that. If there was a sun, it’s shining from a very far place. This reddish glow is dimmer than the sunlight in my world. The glow resembles that of one of those old film washing rooms, but a lot brighter. I can’t even tell if this is day or night, maybe this place doesn’t have a cycle like that, maybe it’s just like this every passing second.
Every second passes by slowly. I can’t tell how much time had passed since I woke up. I can think clearly, I could make sense of things, but nothing makes sense right now. Everything looks so strange and unfamiliar. There’s a chance that I’m just dreaming right now, and everything I see is a world inside of my dream. A dream world? Maybe it is, but surely it’s not inside one of my dreams. I’ve never dreamed anything like this. I know my dream world, I know all the places in my dream world. I could recall images of my dream world inside of my mind. I’m sure this is not my dream world. This is something else.
I focused on the sky above me again. Nothing had changed. I don’t know how long I’ve been here, I don’t know how long since I last paid any attention to the sky, but nothing changed. It’s like looking at an abstract work of art, dark and reddish in color, and I guess they were all painted on to the sky by some kind of chaotic god that didn’t want any order; yet they seem to be bound together for some reason. I still can’t find the sun of this world, there is none. The earth I’m lying on is barren and rough, I could sense it. I’m absolutely sure that this place is dry and lifeless. I’m not even sure this place could sustain life, and if it could, the things that strive here are bound to be weird looking creatures. Since there’s not much to consume here, I guess they get their energy from somewhere else. Maybe the air, the dry-warm air, this place has lots of that; or maybe they absorb it from the reddish glow from the sky, sucking in all the dim ‘sunlight’ that they could get; or maybe they just don’t need energy, maybe they’re all just cute tiny creatures that eat some kind of mineral from the earth. That would be funny, a creature so futile living on a world so scary looking.
I laughed a bit when I imagined cute creatures lived off of this land. It doesn’t make sense. But right now, nothing does. Nothing makes sense. I woke up somewhere I don’t know, lying on my back, looking into something dark and gloomy; and all this time I don’t know how long had passed since I woke up. My laugh wasn’t even a laugh. It felt like a laugh, but I didn’t open my mouth or made a sound, my body still couldn’t work; but my mind is okay. I’ve been thinking all this time without a problem. Then again, maybe that’s the problem. Maybe I need to stop thinking and just relax. My body is probably tired, and thinking too much won’t help it. I need to rest. Or else I’d be stuck here in this oblivion— forever.