My eyes open.

Darkness. I am lying in my bed. My head leans slightly left, glancing the clock out of the corner of my eye. 4:23 a.m. A small feeling of happiness wells up somewhere within me. My mind struggles to work. Two more hours.
My head leans back against the pillow in bliss.
I blink.
6:45.
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…
…
Now the fun begins.

No time to think. I do everything and less within five minutes, grabbing my backpack, flinging open the front door and sprinting outside toward the car. As I wrench open the door a strange sound rises in volume far-away somewhere to my right. I ignore it, stumbling into the car. Slamming the door, still hearing the sound. No time to think. The car starts, and WHOOOOOSH!!!!!

Befuddlement to the highest degree; green light washes over my vision, blinding as it reflects off the car hood. I try to think, but nothing connects.

I tilt my head and look up and out of the window, pressing my cheek to the cold glass. Green. The only description. Impossible green. Blinding green. My eyes squeeze shut as my senses recoil from the light, my hands coming up to cup my face. Is this still a dream?

Slowly the green recedes from between the miniscule gaps in my fingers. I rub my forehead with my right hand as my left reaches for the handle. It doesn’t open. I search for and finally find the “unlock” button. Again I turn the handle as I push. The door doesn’t budge. The tsunami crashes against my mind.
I push.
I press “unlock”.
I push.
I reach over the passenger seat and turn the handle.
And push.
It opens.
Mindlessly I scramble over and fall head first out of the door. I think my head hits cement before my hands do.

My legs gather somewhere below, moving me forward and around the front of the car, sliding my hands along the hood as I lean against it. I reach the driver door.
And extend my hand to try the handle,
when my face slams into something hard.
I’m knocked unconscious.

Blink.

7:15
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p.m.

Blink.

5:45.

a.p.m.a.

What?

I blink again.
5:45 a.p.m.a.
Beyond the clock is a pure white wall.
And above me are three sets of eyes.
Which are on a face of dark green.
I scream.
Something clear is slid over me, separating it from me.
I glance to the side and see a light flashing on a purely black wall.

Red. Black. Red. Black

I yet again behold the face.
Its head is encased in some sort of helmet of an even darker shade of green.

Red. Black. Red, red. Black. Red, red, red.

Black.
Blink.

7:00 a.m.
A moment.

My head bangs against my nightstand as I fling myself out of my bed.