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“Thank you, ma’am!” You accepted the $3 tip and smiled. Watching the older woman walk out of the restaurant, you turned around and proceeded to the kitchen. Pushing the doors open, you immediately spotted your favorite co-worker at the dishwasher station. “Aren’t you supposed to be serving customers?” One of the cooks asked as you walked through the kitchen. “I’m on break.” A total lie but whatever, you couldn’t care less about serving customers. Maybe this carelessness was the reason you always got fired…no it must just be because you're so great people got jealous! Leaning against the counter you watched Sara scrubbed irately. “You know, I give Malcolm so many chances and yet he won’t man up!” Sara whipped her head around to you and boy, she looked so pissed. You raised your eyebrows in surprise, “Woah, what happened this time?”
“I got home yesterday to the dishes not clean! I work till 7:00 AM everyday! I just wanna get home to a clean house and sleep, but no!” Sara turned her head back to the plate she was cleaning and placed it on the drying rack. “I say just leave him if he can’t get his act together..” you mumbled while looking down. Sara was always complaining about her boyfriend, Malcolm. It was the only thing you disliked about her. Sara suddenly stopped what she was doing and slowly turned her head to you. She looked so fucking pissed. She angrily untied her apron, slammed it to your chest, and stormed out of the kitchen. Okay.. You just stared at the closed kitchen doors in silence. Did not think she’d take so much offense to that.
The lights hummed above you and the clanking of dishes was loud and overwhelming. You slowly pushed off the counter and walked out the back door for a quick break. Really, you should be working but you have a horrible work ethic. This was your 6th job since the year started. Sitting on the steps of the back door, you looked up towards the moon. You always worked the night shift on every job you had, it was just more comforting to be awake during the night. Suddenly a loud bang came from behind you and you stood up so fast in fear.
“What the hell do you think you're doing!? Get back inside right fucking now before I fire you!” James, your manager, was absolutely tweaking. “Jeez, I’m going back inside! Calm down..” You pushed past him through the door frame and entered the kitchen again. “I don’t wanna see your ass outside again!” James hollered at you as he stared down your figure leaving the kitchen. A few cooks side-eyed you but who cares what they think? They don’t get paid any more than you.
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“Bye bitches!” You yelled at your last two customers leaving in their car. You saw James side-eye you from down the counter. Untying your apron, you carried in your hands as you left the restaurant’s front doors. Checking your phone, the time read 4:03 AM. I am so fucking hungry. Walking down the sidewalk towards a donut shop, trucks kept drenching you in water as they drove by. Stupid rain puddles…
A car slowly came to a stop near you on the side of the road. Raising an eyebrow, you walked to the passenger side window they were rolling down. I know this ran down car.. You immediately made eye contact with the male in the car. “Wassup, [NAME]! Need a ride home?” Oh good lord, it’s Jasper. Jasper reached over his console and opened the passenger door. You got in and eyed him. He had long brown hair that reached mid back and was wearing a patched jacket with black pants. “So like, I haven’t seen you since that concert!” Jasper shifted into drive and started back on the road again. “Yeah, maybe because you punched me in the face in the mosh pit.” You stopped staring at him and looked out the window.
Looks like it may rain again.. “Awe man, it was an accident. I said I’m sorrrryy!” Jasper pulled out his phone and started trying to text someone. Trying as in he started swerving and could barely type while looking back up to the road. Idiot. Sure, punching was a common thing in mosh pits but that doesn’t mean you wanted to be punched. You knew Jasper quite well as he lived in the same apartment complex as you. He also was friends with one of your friends. Oh yeah, I wanted donuts. “Jasper, could you stop at Aunt Alex’s? I’m starving.” Jasper looked up from his phone, he looked so stupid. He mumbled a yeah and looked back down to his phone.
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After having to force Jaspers attention back to the road multiple times, you got back home with a bag of two glazed donuts. You watched Jasper leave the elevator on the 3rd floor as you clicked the ‘close door’ on the elevator. I don’t wanna look at that dude any longer. With a hard push to the 5th floor button, the elevator started its ascend.
With your elevator stopping, you got out and down the hallway to your apartment. Unlocking it, you were meant with your living room. Passing your black couches, you immediately changed into some purple pajamas with skulls printed all over them. So tired. Laying in bed, you munched on your donuts while scrolling through your socials. You almost choked when you saw one of your best friends was getting married.
“BLANCA IS MARRYING HIM!?” You shrieked while sitting up. You heard a bang from behind the wall just above your bed. You turned and winced, oops..forgot Micheal had a sleeping baby in his apartment. Looking back down at the instagram photo displaying your friend's ring, you felt so annoyed. The man she was marrying was some trust fund baby who always got his way. Where was your trust fund man? Man, I better be a bridesmaid. Laying back down and finishing eating, you decided it was finally time to sleep.
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Feeling a sudden feeling of falling, you opened your eyes to see you were falling straight down towards the ground. What the fucking is happening? Feeling your hair slamming against your face, you tried your best to move your arms to clear vision. With the limited vision you had, you could see you seem to be in an all white room. Everything was bright white and there seemed to be no walls you could see besides the floor and ceiling. The whiteness just went on and on.
Such you were falling so fast, you couldn’t control which way your body faced so your body started flipping. At some points you were falling backwards, some points you were falling on your side. Am I going to die? You couldn’t tell when the falling would stop since everything was so bright. You couldn’t see how close the floor was to you. It was almost like you were in
freefall, staying in one place. Maybe there is no floor. Maybe I’m dead and this is how I’ll spend the rest of my dead life.
You still braced for impact, ignoring the horrible thoughts you were stuck this way. Closing your eyes, you could still feel the motions of falling till it just suddenly stopped. Peaking one eye open, you noticed you were just lying on the white floor. Jumping up, you started freaking out more. Holy fuck, that should’ve killed me. Looking around rapidly, you saw no signs of life. Oh my god, oh my god. I’ve been kidnapped. There were no clues showing you were kidnapped, only clues hinting that you were dead. With a finger pushing your pulse point on your wrist, you concluded you must’ve been kidnapped since you're still pumping blood through your body.
“Hello? Kidnapper!?” You screamed while looking around. Taking some deep breaths, you decided to walk in one direction. What is so great about me to get kidnapped? Oh my god, I’ll miss my cousin's graduation! I think I actually miss work for the first time in my life! Sure, maybe your concerns weren’t that deep compared to a normal kidnapped victim but you had nothing going for you. Calming down a little bit, you wondered how long you had been roaming this place.
The place almost reminded you of a blackhole, a void one could say. Only, it was white, not black. This is like the opposite of a void…an anti-void one could say. Thinking to yourself that sounded so stupid, you kept walking. You were still shaking a bit and you had to continuously take deep breaths because you knew you were on the edge of a panic attack.
As you trudged along, you noticed you felt extremely tired. So tired that you felt almost delusional. Your legs hurt so bad, like you’ve been walking for days. It can’t have been for days though, you weren’t hungry or tired at all. Coming to a stop, you swayed a bit before collapsing on the white ground.
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Waking up with a jolt, you immediately moved a hand to cover your eyes from the bright sun. Wait, sun? You sat up and looked around, you were laying on a bench in a park. Where am I!? Standing up, you started freaking out and looking around. Wait, maybe my kidnapper let me out! Immediately calming down a bit, you started to leave the park and head towards the nearest police station. If I remember correctly, the station should just be around this corner. Rounding the corner, your meet with the sight of some bar named Grillby’s. Standing in confusion, you looked around. Uhm, where is the police station? Noticing the bar's doors opening, you spotted a large dog-like creature leaving. It was wearing a suit of armor as it left in a car.
Dropping your jaw in shock, you immediately made a run for the nearest alleyway while screaming the whole way. “A monster! Someone call the police! 911!” As you ran towards the alleyway, you noticed you got a few side-eyes from people. It wasn’t till you noticed a giant fish-like creature holding someone's hand that you stopped screaming. Oh my god monsters have brainwashed the world! You ran into the alleyway and hid behind a dumpster. Trying to catch your breath, you started freaking out more. Where was I and what happened to the world!?