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Be Careful What You Wish For Chpt 5.
Chapter 5:
Alan drifted in and out of consciousness, his mind swimming in a dark, chaotic void. He couldn’t tell how much time had passed—minutes, hours, or days. The sensation of the cold floor beneath him was the only tether to reality, and even that seemed distant, slipping away from his awareness.
When he finally opened his eyes, everything was wrong.
The world around him was no longer the small control room at the base of the radio tower. It was something else, something warped and distorted. The walls shifted and flickered, as though they were alive, bending in ways that defied logic. The floor felt unstable beneath him, like he was standing on the surface of a lake, its calm waters hiding depths unknown.
He pushed himself up, his body weak and trembling, and looked around in a daze. The figure—his doppelgänger—was gone. Or at least, he thought it was. He could still feel its presence, lingering at the edges of his consciousness like a shadow that refused to leave.
Alan staggered forward, trying to make sense of where he was. The space felt endless, a surreal landscape that bore no resemblance to the world he had once known. The buildings from his town appeared and disappeared in the distance, flickering like mirages. Streets stretched out into the void, leading nowhere.
He was trapped in some kind of nightmare, a twisted version of reality where time and space had collapsed in on themselves. He had no sense of direction, no sense of what was real or what wasn’t.
Alan’s pulse quickened. Was this it? Was this the world now?
As he walked, his footsteps echoed unnaturally, reverberating off invisible walls. Every sound was distorted, like it came from underwater. His mind...
Alan drifted in and out of consciousness, his mind swimming in a dark, chaotic void. He couldn’t tell how much time had passed—minutes, hours, or days. The sensation of the cold floor beneath him was the only tether to reality, and even that seemed distant, slipping away from his awareness.
When he finally opened his eyes, everything was wrong.
The world around him was no longer the small control room at the base of the radio tower. It was something else, something warped and distorted. The walls shifted and flickered, as though they were alive, bending in ways that defied logic. The floor felt unstable beneath him, like he was standing on the surface of a lake, its calm waters hiding depths unknown.
He pushed himself up, his body weak and trembling, and looked around in a daze. The figure—his doppelgänger—was gone. Or at least, he thought it was. He could still feel its presence, lingering at the edges of his consciousness like a shadow that refused to leave.
Alan staggered forward, trying to make sense of where he was. The space felt endless, a surreal landscape that bore no resemblance to the world he had once known. The buildings from his town appeared and disappeared in the distance, flickering like mirages. Streets stretched out into the void, leading nowhere.
He was trapped in some kind of nightmare, a twisted version of reality where time and space had collapsed in on themselves. He had no sense of direction, no sense of what was real or what wasn’t.
Alan’s pulse quickened. Was this it? Was this the world now?
As he walked, his footsteps echoed unnaturally, reverberating off invisible walls. Every sound was distorted, like it came from underwater. His mind...
