One day, I woke up in silence, which was weird, because I lived next to a 24/7 busy road. Thinking it might just be some curfew or something, I put my almost ancient TV on start, which usually takes 3 minutes to load up due to its age being equal to my grandpa.
While the TV was loading, i made myself a quick cup of coffee and pulled my long-for-a-guy black hair into a pony tail, Eren Yeager style.
I take a sip oh my coffee. Coffee always refreshes me, it doesn't matters if I am down or even I am down or even if I am already refreshed. I walk over to the TV to see if its working yet or not.
"ZZZZZZZZ", the TV buzzed in its static.
This is the first time I have seen the TV in static even though its so old. Usually it will just stop working all together instead of going into static. I tried to bang it a little, but it didn't work. I saw my baseball bat from when I was 10, and I had an idea but Professor Oak's voice buzzed into my head "There is a time and place for everything"
Giving up on the TV, I went to the window for a look of the outside. Surprisingly, it looked like it was still dark outside even thoughit was already 7am, throughthe curtain. Thats when it hit me, there has been no sound at all other than the buzzing static of the TV, since I woke up. Thats definitely scary, I live in a busy ass city. Silence is a thing that doesn't exists here.
I rushed to the window quickly in panic and yanked the curtains open. I was met with a darkness on the other side of the window. When I say darkness, I mean absolute nothingness, a wall of black so solid I could almost touch it if the window wasn't there.
I, like the stupid person I was, tried to open the window, but it wouldn't buldge.
"Calm down, Panicking ain't gonna get you out, and you probably don't wanna go out in whatever that is." I told myself.
Even if I am stuck, I don't see any immediate dangers. Even if the immediate dangers are hidding somewhere in the darkness, its not like I can do anything about them. I drop onto the sofa with my coffee, trying to clear my head and work up all the possibilities.
Did I mention coffee always refreshes me. Until the time I was done with my coffee, I already had thought up what to do next. I packed a few survival supplies, like cola and canned food, a few sets of clothes, a few sanitary supplies, my dad's combat knife and my mom's bracelet.
When I was done, I decided to check every entrance of the house. With my supplies in my school bag hung over my shoulder, I checked a the main door, the back door, the emergency exit, along with the windows and even pipe holes and electrical circuits, there was no real way out.
I punched the wall next to me... wait... it doesn't sounds solid enough. I tried knocking on the spot and knocking somewhere else. Totally, there is a hollow behind this wall somewhere right around here.
After a few minutes of knocking and tapping walls, I finally found a spot for a hollow big enough to fit me in the wall.
This time, I am not listening to professor oak, I picked up the bat and used all my muscles to do s powerful strike right in the middle of the hollowed wall, breaking the wall.
Through the broken wall I saw something that actually made me forget even about coffee for ones. The outside this side wasn't dark and black, rather it was light, a lot of light. It kept increasing, glowing brighter and brighter through that small hole. I tried to step back but stumbled over the Carpet and fall over. And before I can do anything else, I was swallowed by that light.