Seth gradually regained consciousness as his eyelids fought to open for more than a couple seconds at a time. A cold sweat covered him as the murky fog of sleep eventually fell away. He struggled to sit up as a wave of black hit him. His family had always been prone to low blood pressure, so Seth patiently waited for it to pass and sat up fully.
He had a pulsing ache right behind his right eyebrow that he associated to what having a hangover would be like. He never had actually experienced one, not from a lack of opportunities though.
His uncle was quite careless with where he left all his half empty beer bottles. It was just that Seth never really cared about alcohol.
The same was true about drugs, he honestly thought that the people who always felt the need to partake in that stuff used it as a crutch to get through their constant everyday cycle of pointlessness and boredom. Basically, what Seth used video games, anime, and social media for.
The terrain surrounding Seth was no different than when he first arrived. The only thing to have changed to Seth’s knowledge was the fact the red halo in the sky had moved from about the position of nine to noon. Hovering directly above him, Seth knew there was no chance he had only slept three hours, and passively surmised that wherever he was either had a much larger orbit path, or he had legitimately slept for twenty-seven hours.
The latter was obviously not true, because if he did sleep that long, according to the note, he would have never woken up.
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“That note actually might have some merit to it,” Seth observed aloud. “My head feels like it’s about to pop.”
He moved over to pick up the green tablet. “I guess this is really my only option huh.”
Seth’s head was beating painfully, but he wouldn’t risk taking the tablet without at least seeing what else could be around him. He gingerly stood up and grabbed the lunchbox. He then turned to where he believed North was, at least by Earth’s rules, and set off. Strangely, he didn’t feel hungry or thirsty even after being in the foreign dimension for as long as he had.
“Probably a result of the pain in my head messing with my natural instincts or something,” Seth surmised.
He opened the lunchbox and looked meekly at the abomination staring back at him. Not only did he not want to eat the Lunchable for obvious reasons, but it was also the only source of food he had at the moment, so he didn’t want to waste it. His eyes turned over to the eyedropper. It appeared that the dropper was actually his water source.
“Prick,” Seth mumbled in annoyance.
He decided that the dropper would be of no help due to its size, so he made finding water his first priority, if he could do so before his head exploded. He continued his exploration for anything useful.
The search went on for about a half hour before Seth fell on his knees in agony.
The pain had become so unbearable Seth couldn’t take one more step. It felt as if something was trying to escape from his brain, and was laying waste to his skull as a result. He shakily retrieved the green tablet from the lunchbox and looked at it in desperation.
“Please don’t kill me,” he wheezed. Seth popped the tablet into his mouth and dry swallowed it whole. He felt immediately better for a moment, then the something inside his brain finally broke through his skull and Seth passed out.