Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sound jots me awake out of my rocky slumber. At first, everything is dim. That’s what makes it so deceiving.

It took me a hot minute to realize that I wasn’t on my soft, warm bed, my chocolate labrador snuggled next to me and and a cup of green tea perched pleasantly on the nightstand by my pillow. No, I was lying on the cold, hard ground, a dirty one with a strange stench. Gasoline, perhaps....

“What the heck!”

My guard jumps, I jump too, my hair bobs up and down, hiding that minuscule brain thinking “Oh my god oh my god oh my god.”

Back into the wall, SPLAT! into its wet sur-

face.

“AAAAH!”

The wall doesn’t mind. The wall stays pleasant, staring at me so innocently, as if I’M the crazy one. Maybe I am.

My brain is about to explode like the coronavirus in America’s face when I notice the scraggly blue bicycle tire propped up in the dark corner of the room, seemingly the only thing in plain sight. Next to it is a sad pile of bars and wires, what I’m guessing was once a beautiful, shiny race bike but now a rusty pile of the ashes of its former glory.

I reach out to touch something strange sticking out between the deranged contrap-

tion and the totaled tire as my brain screams at me, “DON’T DO IT! IDIOT! FIND A WIN-

DOW! BREAK IT! LEAVE!”

But there’s something about the stained concrete flooring and creepy fluorescent lights that just makes me want to keep searching for more, find more information, get a clue to what this place is.

I grasp the object, and it feels smooth and cool underneath my sweaty fingers. Slowly, I pull it out, and its appearance starts to become revealed to me: a glass bottle, filled with something white and with a bright blue picture of a happy, cartoonish cow on the front.

Milk.

Why milk? Was it a milk delivery boy, and this was the bike he was riding?

The cogs in my brain are spinning faster than clockwork, in my sorry attempt to piece everything together. Thinking, thinking, thinking...thinking....

da-DUNK!

Something, something heavy, drops from the roof.

WHAT!?!?

I quickly turn my head up to the ceiling to see a massive hole, revealing the bright white clouds lighting the room. No lights after all...and the tapping had suddenly stopped.

Feeling absolutely confuzzled, I walked over to the small rectangle that had quite literally fallen from the sky and picked it up. It appeared to be a Bible, with a black leather cover and gold lettering on the front.

Opening it up, there is red splotches all over the pages, like red Kool-Aid...or something else.

Sorry, it was too long to finish but maybe you guys can come up with your own ending. :)

Tell me in the comments.