Introduction
"Mom, I'm going to school!"
Putting on his winter coat, the seventeen year old boy made his way downstairs and began walking towards the front door of his house. But just before reaching the ****, his hand stopped. He felt like he was forgetting something.
Oh right, his phone!
He rushed upstairs to his bedroom, pausing only to look at himself in the mirror. He stood at six foot four, slightly overweight, with short brown hair, dark blue eyes, and a light skin tone with a slight tan. Then, he turned away from the mirror and grabbed his iPhone, which had been sitting on a bedside table.
And with that he turned away, striding out into the hallway and towards the stairs.
But the moment he had left his room, he had realized something was wrong. A wave of dizziness overcame him. His legs failed him, and suddenly he was hurtling towards the floor, the world going dark...
...
Kyle awoke some time later on damp, wet, grass-covered ground, still wearing his winter coat and the clothes underneath it. His surroundings were completely shrouded in fog, but he was probably in some sort of forest clearing or field. He immediately felt a sense of panic. How the hell had he ended up here!? Where was here, anyways?
Standing up on shaky legs, he realized he only had one option: to look around and explore.
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Summary
This is Surviving the Dream. You are a young male or female between the ages of sixteen and twenty. One day, you were just going about your normal routine, and suddenly you passed out then and there. You awoke an unspecified amount of time later, clad in the same clothes you had worn earlier, undamaged and as clean or dirty as they were before.
You aren't the only one - there are others. Will you work with them or avoid them? Either way, you're going to need to find out how you got here, and more importantly: how to get home. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.
"Mom, I'm going to school!"
Putting on his winter coat, the seventeen year old boy made his way downstairs and began walking towards the front door of his house. But just before reaching the ****, his hand stopped. He felt like he was forgetting something.
Oh right, his phone!
He rushed upstairs to his bedroom, pausing only to look at himself in the mirror. He stood at six foot four, slightly overweight, with short brown hair, dark blue eyes, and a light skin tone with a slight tan. Then, he turned away from the mirror and grabbed his iPhone, which had been sitting on a bedside table.
And with that he turned away, striding out into the hallway and towards the stairs.
But the moment he had left his room, he had realized something was wrong. A wave of dizziness overcame him. His legs failed him, and suddenly he was hurtling towards the floor, the world going dark...
...
Kyle awoke some time later on damp, wet, grass-covered ground, still wearing his winter coat and the clothes underneath it. His surroundings were completely shrouded in fog, but he was probably in some sort of forest clearing or field. He immediately felt a sense of panic. How the hell had he ended up here!? Where was here, anyways?
Standing up on shaky legs, he realized he only had one option: to look around and explore.
-----
Summary
This is Surviving the Dream. You are a young male or female between the ages of sixteen and twenty. One day, you were just going about your normal routine, and suddenly you passed out then and there. You awoke an unspecified amount of time later, clad in the same clothes you had worn earlier, undamaged and as clean or dirty as they were before.
You aren't the only one - there are others. Will you work with them or avoid them? Either way, you're going to need to find out how you got here, and more importantly: how to get home. Beneath the gold, the Bitter Steel.
26-Nov-2015 00:03:56 - Last edited on 01-Dec-2015 02:10:21 by NotFishing