Looking at my clock displaying 11:54 am I let out a tired yawn. Three days of staying awake sadly I don't think I can hold on any longer. Getting up and walking from my small bed I go into the bathroom and turn on the facet. Grabbing as much water in my hands as possible, I dunk my head into my hands. Cold refreshing grabbing the small rag hanging on a bar, I dry my face looking up into the mirror I see a worn out man. Blood shot green eyes stare back at me, wet blondish hair, a long dark red unshaven beard.
Looking at myself in my mirror I lets out a sigh, walking back to my bedroom I walk to my closet. Reaching back pulling out a box I take out a modern bow, a knife and a long rope,
looking down on all these I put the knife in my boot with its sheath on. the rope I put on my shoulder, grabbing the bow I pulled it close to my chest.
Walking back to my bed I lay down, looking at the clock ticking and ticking my eyes slowly start to close. After falling asleep my spirit slowly leaves my body, no sight, no sound nothing but my sixth sense. Floating is my only impression of this period of time, just like in water but without getting wet. Vomiting out another mental sigh, I slowly feel everything around me start to shift. Pure white light blinds me deafening sounds disorient me, Smell overwhelms me, the world itself seems to come alive at this very moment birds tweeting bugs making so many noises in union.
After being overwhelm by these sense I slowly get up I stumble and fall my body is out of coordination. Looking down on my hand I see its turned a light brownish color, Shocked I quickly look at my other to confirm it. Letting out a small unjust cry I grab my hands and start feeling my face, Tusk I have tusk small ones but albeit tusk! feeling my face everything else seems the same. Feeling something brush up against my shoulder I turn around to look, all i see is a long strand of hair in a ponytail.
Feeling upwards ontop my I see that most of its shaven off only this long ponytail is what remains. I try to get up several times after spending several minutes I give up for the time being and just lay on my back. Staring up at i see patchs of sky between giant thick trees, many vines are hanging down from each one. Letting out yet another sigh i slowly attempt to get up, After attempting this for about twenty minutes i manage to get up thankfully.
This body is rather thick over all, looking down i see that all that covering my junk is a loin cloth. Well better than nothing, Turning around i look towards the ground trying to see if anything came with me. After searching for a few minutes i notice a glint on the ground, Rushing towards it falling down several times in. I grab it pulling up close its my knife, letting out a quick grin i look around for its sheath. Cant find the sheath i guess it didn't make the shift with my sadly, holding the knife in my hand i go up to a tree and i mark it with a X sign.
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Kneeling or rather falling down i put my ears to the ground trying to pick up a sound of water running, Rather than water i hear gaint stomping sounds as if something that weighs a couple of tons is coming my way.
Troublesome is my first thought, listening too it trying to tell if its getting closer.
sfx: Stomp
Indeed it does sound like it is, getting up smoothly i might add i turn to one of the tallest trees i could find, Grabbing ahold of one of the vines handing down from it i put my knife handle in my mouth and then I grab a vine hanging down and pulled myself up. Putting my feet against the tree I slowly started to scale it.
Getting worn out I vomiting a sigh i redouble my efforts to climb faster, Hearing the stomping get closer and closer fear takes hold of me. The fatigue vanishes and I triple my efforts i reach the highest branch in no time swinging back and forth i manage hook my let around a smaller branch of it. Crawling up onto this massive trunk i move my head to the sounds of the stomping.
Reaching its peak the gravel on the ground jump up and down, holding my breath i stare at the bushs waiting for the monstrosity to come out. Coming into view is something huge it looks almost like a T-rex but has feather running down its back. While the face seems to be covered by a huge white bone, the arms somewhat small the rest of its skin is leather covered in a somewhat green shade.
Looking down from the tree i try to slow my breathing down, The creature starts sniffing the ground, Lifting its head up it lets out a earth shattering roar. Then it swings its body around and walks away, my entire body is shivering from that one encounter. My ears are deaf at the moment, heart beating like a fountain.
After it left i slowly calmed down, sitting up on the tree i realize i might be here for a long time, A dream of hope is never easy to end.
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Btw midstory while i was writing this glitched up and a red bar just kinda followed it around constantly how can i fix this?