=== ??? POV ===
“Ugh … my head is killing me”
Slips out as a groggily sat up and took in my surroundings with blurry eyesight.
The first thing I notice is a emerald sky with blue clouds, The second being the soft, bluish brown grass I was laying on. Looking around I see that I am in a roughly circular clearing of around 100 meters, a small sapling with a bluish brown stem and a few leaves of various colours. To my left are towering mountain peaks of Brown with the occasional dark brown and green patches, to my right and behind a vast stretch of forest with a multitude trees and shrubs of different colors with the majority of them being a mix of bluish brown and green with the occasional plant having sections of red and blue. Finally in front of me is a small clear blue lake that is around half the size of the clearing with a river flowing from the direction of the mounting feeding into it and another draining it slightly ahead and to the right. At the bottom of the lake are patches of green and I spot a white shape occasionally.
All of this happened in a few seconds and as eyesight clears the colours fade and change to what one would expect with the sky returning to blue and grass to green. Still slightly dazed from what is happening I try and recall what has happend today.
= Earlier =
Tired from another day of job hunting to little success I started walking home from the nineth unsuccessful interview this week. OK so maybe i should have put more thought into my interview answers but come on, what else or you supposed to answer ‘What do you think of X Bargin Store’ other than ‘It's a cheap shop’? Do they want you to spout nonsense about how they nobley enrich the masses by providing cheap branded goods at a reduced price. Sigh, As I start the 40 minute walk home I stare hatefully at the summer sun and curse it for making my journey home so sweaty and unpleasant.
At around 20 minutes into my journey I decide my wallet must make a sacrifice and stop by a gas station to grab a drink. Walking straight to the refrigerator without even a glance at the rest of the store. I look at the selection of drinks and pause, the choice I have to make is one not to be taken lightly. I have been walking and sweating for 20 minutes so ideally a bottle of water would be a good choice, however I just had another disappointing interview so it might be better to treat myself with the more expensive bottle of p*psi. While agonising over such an important decision something happens that makes my choice irrelevant.
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“NOBODY MOVE”
Two men can be seen entering the store, both wearing what could even be called the robbers standard with ski masks and winter gloves, one of them is a short skinny guy with a pistol out taking in the surroundings flowed by a hulk of muscle carrying a machete almost growling as he stared at the cashier, on his hip was a duffel bag.
Looking round the store, there are only Me, the cashier the two robbers and a beautiful woman in the store. She looked to be around 20 with black hair tied in a loose ponytail that barely reached the lower part of her upper back with hazel coloured eyes and slightly cracked lips, she was tall for a woman at around 5 feet 10 inches with slightly tanned skin. She was wearing a sports bra and shorts that went to mid thigh. She had lean muscles that mode her look strong without taking anything away from her beauty, if anything it enhanced it. It's probably unimportant but she was at the female hygiene section …
While I was staring at the woman whose face was was slowly turning quite scary the muscular robber gentleman approached the cashier and had a very nice conversation.
“PUT THE MONEY IN THE BAG” (Muscles)
“S..su….sure j..just dont hurt me” (Cashier)
“Wallet” (Skinny)
Unnoticed the skinny robber gentleman approached me and asked kindly for some money, of course being the generous person I am I graciously gave him some.
“Ugh?”
“WALLET” (Skinny)
“Ah umm yes here”
After my display of kindness the skinny robber gentleman was moved and stopped pointing his gun in my direction and turn his attention to woman in the totally irrelevant female hygiene section. With a lecherous charming smile the skinny robber gentleman move toward her.
“HURRY UP” (Muscles)
“Y..yes” (Cashier)
Licks lips*
“Hello there beauty ” (Skinny)
“...” (Woman)
“Hehehe how ‘bout you come with me and my friend here and I won't shoot you with this gun hehehe ”
The skinny robber gentleman with a display that would be written in history books of best pickup lines and get referenced as the how to pick up women for years to come. Of course how could I let such a woman be seduced so brazenly, with the blood rushing to my head I …
=Now=
“No way, Did I seriously die like some third rate web-novel hero”