*BOOM*

*BOOM*

*BOOM*

Waking up my head was pulsing in rhythm with my heart beat and one of my eyes felt like it was on fire. The bright white lights overhead in the room did nothing to help with the throbbing currently flowing through my brain and body.

Trying to move my hand to rub my face I found a sharp pain travel up my arm with it restricted. Looking down I found I was handcuffed to a metal bar next to the cot I was on.

A gruff voice sounded out in my fuddled state whipping me to attention.

"Oi! He's awake Sheryl should I call Thomas down here now?"

A light pleasant voice called back.

"You're kidding Joey he's only been unconscious for about half an hour and has 3 clear fractures in his skull and 2 minor hemorrhages in his brain. He shouldn't be awake for a day at minimum with the sedation we gave him either."

"I'm not making it up come take a look for yourself."

"I swear if you're using this as a cheesy pickup line again I'll- Oh shit he's awake."

"Vitals are stable...actually they're looking better than before... wait what is going on!"

"His pulse sounds erratic hook him back up to the ECG I want his results stat. JOEY MOVE."

"Shit he's going into v-tach. PREP FOR DEFIB."

"THREE-TWO-ONE"

*TZZZZZZZ*

Suddenly my consciousness was transported to a dark, empty, and endless landscape.

Wait no it wasn't dark and empty I could see a tall white blur approach me from the distance.

"Where am I?"

"HELLO BOI'O NICE TO SEE YOU AGAIN!"

"Fuck!"

The figure finally got close enough to where it wasn't blurry and came into view as the tall pale man that threw my life for a loop.

"So you're probably wonderin' where yah be arnt'cha?"

Speechless I stayed quite too numb to respond anymore.

"Well this right 'ere is another dimension of sort inside yah. Ye humans call it something like your mindscape or some shite, but it really exist as a gateway to the singularity that propagates your humans souls. Well it's a wee bit more complex than t'at, but ye get the point. Anyway sorry for having to bring you 'ere in such a violent way, but I needed t'at doctor lass to send an electric current through yah so I could pull yeh consciousness 'ere through your origin point. All in all I t'ink it was pretty brilliant to use electric currents to-"

Still numb I caught on to something he said and suddenly I wasn't so speechless.

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"Hold up! You said you needed a doctor to send an electric current through me?"

"Yup boio, but I was getting to the good part so hold your questi-"

"No! Hold up how did you get a doctor to send an electric current through me if you weren't there?"

"I... may have messed with your heart a bit boio, but you're not lettin' me get to my point."

"YOU MESSED WITH MY HEART HOW?"

"...I can control energy that is in your body or comes in contact with your body now let me finish."

*a mental breakdown later*

"As I was saying. I needed to pull you 'ere with enough energy to complete your initialization process and redesign your neural network and due to your habit of concussing yourself it was going to take a bit more energy than original. So I woke ye up and was about to signal your legs to pee in the outlet when that R. felly worthy scene happened and yah got the hair knocked off your noggin again."

"Hold up you were going to make me pee in an electrical outlet?"

"How else would ye suggest I get the energy to preform the operation ye daft bugger?"

"WHAT FUCKING OPERATION ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT! WHAT IS YOUR OBSESSION WITH MUTILATING MY BODY I FEEL SO FUCKING VIOLATED!"

"Oi feck me how could I forget. I am giving you what your type of people would call a tippity top of the line system modeled after yours truly as a way to protect my dimension through your dimension and keep the creation of new life in your dimension going."

"What...Okay hold up."

"You sure do like that phrase, but you have very little time left here so 'urry up."

"Time left for what?"

"In this dimension get on with it."

My consciousness blanked out for a moment trying to process all of this information and my soul or whatever begin to feel very cold and trembled due to fear or confusion I couldn't tell. All I knew was that I needed to ask as much as possible right this second if I wanted to find any sense of what was going on.

"Okay. Fuck... uhhh like a system from novels?"

"And you're putting one in me?"

"Why is it being put in me? "

"What does the system do?"

"How can I use it? "

"Are you going to make me pee in outlets in the future?"

"Does the system have a name?"

"Are there side effects?"

"Who am I supposed to fight?"

"Why can't you fight?"

"Boi'o slow down lotta questions and thirty seconds left. Do not run out of time asking more. To answer yah. Sorta. Yes. You're compatible. Tutorial will tell yah why what and how of itself. If yah can find a better option no. It's called MUSE after me. And you could refer to the enemy as the universes parasite races. And lastly my race can't fight because we need to stay in this dimension to maintain the origin. Goodbye Jack our time is up."

My vision of the man/thing/person known as muse started to blur as I started to fall in the darkness. Suddenly my vision changed to a very bright light as noise and a burnt smell also assaulted my senses. Then the pain coursing through my body transferred to my consciousness and I let out a scream.

"FUUCCCKKKK MY CHEST!"

The bright light suddenly moved from my eye as a very beautiful woman in scrubs started to talk to other people in the room.

"Patient is responsive. Connect to the morphine drip and set him in recovery."

The woman then looked at me and started talking.

"Hey Jack how are you feeling?"

"p-pretty bad." I whispered in a barely audible tone. My throat feeling constricted due to the pain that was coursing through me.

"Well bad is better than nothing. We almost lost you there. Do you have any heart disorders that you can tell us about."

"that asshole"

"Look I am just trying to help here we need to know if we are going to help you live."

"not you. forget it. no heart issues."

"Uh okay. Do you need rest or can you answer some more questions?"

"ask" I answered weakly

"How did you get here?"

"I don't know"

"Okay if you won't answer that then tell me why are you so beat up? Concussions aren't good for your health."

"I- OH FUCK"

The pain Flared up to a new high before I could answer and I heard yelling around me.

"SHERYL CHECK HIS VITALS NOW!"

The women looked confused for a second before looking at some monitors that were attached to my body. "Impossible!"

Suddenly the pain got even worse and I saw a floating text box in the air.

<59 Seconds>

<58 Seconds>

...

"fuck."