As you may have noticed I didn't post Friday like I said I would. I didn't even post Saturday or Sunday with some lame apology that nobody really cares about.
Do you know why? I bet you can't guess.
I was attacked by ninjas!
There I was, last Thursday, at home minding my own business. It was getting late so I went to my room. I was going to read for a few minutes and then crash. Gambit (my cat) came up stairs with me and headed straight to his food dish. I smiled at him and then turned to close my door. There was a little resistance so I pushed harder and the door shut with an audible 'click'.
I turned around and took two steps before there was a sharp pain at the back of my head. Air whooshed in my ears and my sight went static. I had the vague sense of falling before my eyes rolled back, and my world went black. I don't remember hitting the floor.
When I came to I was in a wooden construct. It looked more like a lodge than anything else. A small one, but still a lodge. I tried to stand but was hampered by rough cords tying me to a chair. I sat still, for lack of any other options, and tried to figure out what happened.
Before too long a ninja (a ninja!) showed up. He (or she, hard to tell with the masks) brought me some food and untied my arms. Then (s)he left. I was a little surprised not to mention put out, but I was hungry. I tried to resist the urge to eat, what if the food was drugged? Eventually I succumbed. Shortly after finishing the food the ninja came back and took it away. To my surprise (s)he didn't tie me up again. Not that it mattered really, I had no idea where I was.
After what felt like hours, which in reality could have been a few minutes, a cloaked stranger entered the room. He (I was pretty sure this one was male) motioned me to follow him. Having nothing better to do, and dying of boredom as was, I stood and began to walk after his retreating form.
We left the lodge and walked through and out of a ninja complex. After walking for a long time (my legs felt like jello, breathing hurt, and I was sweating profusely) my escort stopped and turned to me.
"I can send you home but this world will always have a claim on you. You will never be the same as before." His voice was deep, and rough.
"What do you mean?" I demanded, shaken, "How long have I been here?"
He was silent a moment before answering, "Four of your worlds days will have passed before you return."
I was stunned, it would be Monday before I got home?
As if sensing my thoughts the cloaked man nodded, "It is not an easy journey. Sleep now, and you will awake in your own lodgings."
I didn't ask how or why, I merely let my exhaustion roll over me like a fog.
I awoke, Monday morning, today, at around 6 am. I rolled over, thinking to myself 'What a strange dream'. As I completed a leisurely stretch something beside me fluttered to the ground. My brow knotted in confusion. I didn't remember going to bed with anything. I picked up the piece of worn parchment which had been stained in black ink with the words: You will never be the same.
Okay so obviously this is just a story. I got lazy Friday and Saturday, and didn't even turn my computer on yesterday. But it was a fun story to write. I think I may continue with it sometimes. Anyway, take care all. I'll try to write on Wednesday.
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