Chapter 5
Sight

There's a brief shock. I can feel my heart racing.

Where did these people come from? This place is unlike anything I've ever experienced. Am I in the the right place?
Why does everything look so old?

These people are stuck in the 1950's, dressed like pin ups.
I won't lie it's refreshing to see some people looking proper. High contrast to the modern times, I come from.

"W-what is this place?" I pry carefully The sheriff nods.
"Don't worry son, you're in good hands!"
He walks off into the crowd.

I pause. And stare at him disappear. "Hey wait a minute! I still have to-" Too late, he's vanished.

What the hell is going on here? I push through the crowd. "Hey watch it buddy!" "What are you in a hurry for?" All confused responses from the people around me, as I proceed to push through the people.

I get to the road.

"Sherriff!" All the comotion has me so confused, I don't see the oncoming car.

CRASH.

I collapse onto the windshield, as it shatters. The crowd gathers around me. I stare at the people. They all react worried, and try to help me.

They pick me up and carry me to a patch of grass. All of a sudden, a little girl gets my attention.

She stares at me hypnotically. And then another and another, all little girls staring at me. The sound around me drowns out till hear only low droning sound. Their pupils dilate till their eyes turn pitch black.

"SAVE ME."

They all echo in unison. My heart races. What the hell did I sign up for?

I feel my eyes getting heavier. As I point to the girls. The crowd turns around confused.

"What's he pointing at?" "This man is a loon!"

I feel my eyes close as I whisper to myself.

"Shit."

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