Chapter 1 (the beginning)

Falling from the skies into an endless void I wonder how I even got here, it isn't planet Earth but the strange resemblance it has is overwhelming. I am in shock to find myself lying on my back flat on the ground, I try looking upwards to find where I came from, but I only see darkness. This is either a dream or I'm crazy. I pick the crazy.

While still in my thinking trance, I don't notice when I am approached by two strange creatures. I hear a shrill sound and I quickly turn to look at where that sound comes from. I freeze at the sight in front of me. Tall slender humanoid forms stand in front of me. They are a milky brown and have very pale complexions. They have human-shaped heads but eyes so far spaced they look like humans but in a very strange way. On each of their foreheads, there are crystals embedded in them, seems like they were born with them. I believe they were. The two in front of me have pale amethyst crystals on their foreheads and their eyes echo the same colour. They reach out their hands to me— pale, tubular, perfect milky hands staring back at me they said in English with a shrill voice.

"Kovex save us," they say in unison and I shudder.

It is so scary. I shut my eyes immediately thinking that this is just another unending nightmare, but it feels so real. I shiver in fear. Wherever this place is, I did not like it one bit, it was so scary, quiet and eerie. It gives me an aura of death, despair and darkness. It is almost like the sad ending and burial ground of a great civilization even though I can't see anything, I can feel it.

Everywhere turned black and I was floating in a space.

I wake up with a slight headache, and my head feels empty, yet I have this feeling that I am suffocating from the thoughts in my head. I stand up from my bed, my legs feel heavy and weary—it is as if I am being anchored to the deepest trench of the earth.

I walk slowly and sluggishly to my bathroom to wash out all my thoughts and see whether all this craziness is real. I look at my bathroom mirror I see the same humanoid creature I saw in my dreams more like a nightmare staring at me. I wash my face to be sure this wasn't another nightmare.

The creature has the same crystal embedded in his forehead, he is pale and his eyes echo the colour of a blue sea, he looks no different from the other creatures I saw in my nightmares. There is something more spectacular about this creature, he resembles me a lot, and he looks slightly different from the ones I saw. He speaks out something I can't understand, his voice isn't shrill like the others, when he talks it sounds like a thousand men saying the same words at the same time, he looks more like a god. Suddenly his hands slowly penetrate through the mirror, and it was as if the mirror was a portal to another world. I began shivering in fear, I have never seen something this strange and impossible before in my life. I stand dead still, and his hand gets closer to me, I stare at his hands, it is just like the others, it is pale, tubular and milky in colour, his hands have writings and symbols all over which I can't understand. His hands got in contact with my skin; his hands are cold as dry ice and smooth like a pebble. Within a few seconds, his memories and past rephrase in my mind but I can't capture the whole meaning of it. I feel weak and faint out of fear and shock.

The next day I wake up in a hospital-like room, I wish all that happened was just a strange and terrible nightmare, but something inside of me is telling me it is real. I am drowning in thoughts, my headaches worsened and I can't think straight. While in my train of thought, I did not notice when I am being approached by my mom, who has this sad look on her face, I try to utter a word, but what comes out are silent whispers. My mom hugs me so tightly that I can hardly breathe, I can read and feel her emotions, I can feel her sadness and how worried she is. It is so strange and mystical.

"Thank goodness nothing happened to you Jay, I almost thought we'll lose you," she says, with teary eyes.

I can't just put her sentences together, my head is pounding, everything is almost blurred I am in a long rail of thoughts. I give her a confused look, she is about to say something, and then my dad briskly walks in and gives me a hug I can feel and read his mind and emotions too, it is just like my mother's: sad, frustrated and anxious.

"It's a good thing you alright, we thought we'll lose you," he says almost the same thing as my mom, I try to speak again but my mouth gapes wide open without a single word coming out of it.

"What's wrong with him, are you sure he is ok?" my mom asks almost crying, I feel pity for her only if she knows what happened she should have understood why am behaving like this. I have come in contact with the extraordinary.

"Don't worry he will be fine, he just needs breathing space. Let's give him one." My dad answers,

I watched them walk sadly out of the room.

"No don't leave me here," I mutter and I am not audible enough for them to hear me. I am left alone with my head pounding from the tormenting thoughts of my head.

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‌Two days later I am discharged from the hospital. My skin starts becoming pale and my eyes were turning light blue. I can read my mom and dad's minds and feel their emotions.

They feel so worried about my sudden change. I need a good explanation of the strange things happening around me—to me.

What's going on? Why are my thoughts horrific? Why is this happening?

The strange creatures' memories flash in my mind but I can't just capture the meaning and the message it's trying to pass on.

‌I walk into my bathroom slowly and a little afraid, then I stop by the mirror where it all happened, where the nightmare in broad daylight happened— I can't call it a daydream, because it's so scary and horrible to be a dream— where the impossible happened, the thought of all this made me shiver in fear.

I look at the mirror, I see how I am slowly turning into that humanoid creature: how my skin has become more pale than usual, how my brown eyes turned dark blue, all these changes made me resemble the creature more than ever. I go to take a rest, to avoid what happened before, cause my head was exploding with thoughts, and before I knew it I doze off.

I am back again to that strange place the place that gave me the aura of death, then I see another humanoid creature, this humanoid creature is a lot different from the other ones I saw, his eyes were bloodshot, his crystals embedded in his forehead wore a very dark colour, he holds a huge sword, which is very scary. He doesn't look human, he looks like the devil himself. Each of his steps was like that of a million soldiers, the power and energy that is emitting out of him is awe-inspiring, he looks so powerful yet so wicked and bloodthirsty, he looks so angry and scornful. He looks like he is looking for someone or something.

What do all these visions mean? Are they trying to inform me about something?

The frightening creature comes closer to me, his eyes displaying strong hate and a ready-to-kill look, he stretches out his enormous sword and is about to strike me with it then I wake up immediately breathing heavily the air in the room suddenly feels so dense.

I run to my bathroom and, behold that creature is here, it stands in the mirror and it look at me blankly.

I yell, "What the hell are you?" I slap and pinch myself countless times, I want to wake up from this dream, I am tired of all this.

I take in a deep breath, I am not going to be scared again, I will face this strange sight with courage.

I stand body without a trace of fear in me, I have to face whatever is going to happen. His hands penetrate through the mirror again but a little bit faster than before. He stretches out his hands towards me, his palm is almost as white as snow.

I slowly raised my head and stared at him.

He gives me this reassuring look for me to connect my hand with his, the curiosity in me grew and I began wondering what will happen if I held his hand.

"This may be the answer to all my problems," I think out loud, stretching my arms out slowly.

I was slightly afraid but then I shut my eyes and place my hand on top of its hands and they matched perfectly. His palms are smoother and colder than before, some seconds after my hands got in contact with it, I began understanding the visions of my head slowly.