I'm getting back to the

School routine now...

The day after tomorrow officially is the first day back in school for me, and I couldn't be dreading it anymore.

I really hate those long summer breaks and then going back to that hellhole. At least this year is my last and next year I can, hopefully, look forward to going to University. At least there should be more going on this year than last year. We have 18th birthday parties coming up so it should all be fun.

I'm just dreading the exams. It all sucks really, I feel mentally exhausted from it all already!

Anyway, moving on.

Here's Chapter 29 of DYRM, finally. I have another story idea in brewing too, it's different from this one, I'll be starting to write this soon, because this story is drawing to a close...

“What? What’s wrong?” I asked, worried that I done something… magical whilst under the hypnosis.

“Didn’t you see anything? Under the hypnosis?” Inspector Malcolm asked, looking at me sceptically.

“Not really, I heard a lot of voices, but it was all black.”

“Something strange just happened here.” Mrs Connors interjected. “He should have been seeing what his body was experiencing?”

“Why? What was happening?” I asked, and then suddenly, my headache came back full force, almost like a force of energy slamming itself into my head. I groaned and clutched my head.

“Danny, what’s wrong?” It was Maggie

“My head.”

“Should he be like this?” I heard her shout in panic.

“No.” Mrs Connors replied.

“I’ll take a look at him.” Dr Jenkins said, I felt cold hands pry my hands from my face and then feel my forehead. “He’s burning up pretty bad. He needs to go home and get some rest.”

“Wait.” I grounded out. “What happened to me?”

“It’s fine, we can talk about it later.” Maggie said hurriedly. Then it hit me, the video camera.

“What about the video camera? Did that get everything?” I asked.

“I’m not sure. We can look at it some other time. You need to get home.” Mrs Connors said.

“I’m fine, will everyone please stop worrying? I just need to see that video.”

“Not now. Stop being stubborn.” Maggie ordered.

“Who’re you to order me around?” I growled.

Everyone stopped fussing at that.

“What?” Maggie asked, I looked up to her, to see her mouth gaping open like a fish.

“You know what I mean.” I told her, referencing to the night I ‘drugged myself up’.

“Oh, Danny.” She whispered, obviously catching on to the fact that I’d heard her. I could feel the stares of the people in the room on my back. This was not looking good. I looked down, sighed, and stood up.

“Aren’t we going?” I asked, defeat evident in my voice.

“I’ll see those videos in our next session, is that alright, Mrs Connors?” I asked, not turning back around to face her.

“It depends on how you’re doing.”

“Our next session is when?”

“This Friday.”

“It’s Tuesday, right?”

“Yeah,”

“Can you move it to a bit closer than that?” I asked.

“Why?”

“I’m not sure I’ll be around long enough.”

“Of course you will, but if you want. The next day I’m free for a session is tomorrow, one o’clock.”

“I’ll take it. If you don’t mind.”

“It’s fine.” I think she could sense something was wrong. I guess that’s what therapists are good for, right? I really need to stop asking myself so many questions.

I had a feeling. If I didn’t get to my friends soon, something bad was going to happen to them. I need to get to them quick.

Slowly, everyone packed everything up. I was ordered to sit down, and rest my head. It was throbbing away pleasantly in my head, just a small reminder of another thing I didn’t know why it was there.

We got through the front door of our house with a sigh. It had been an awkward car ride. I’d been forced to sit next to Dr Jenkins so he could keep an eye on me. Maggie was driving, Inspector Malcolm sitting next to her, and Mrs Connors to my other side.

No matter how I looked at it. I was strategically placed so everyone in the car could keep at least one eye on me.

As we kit out front driveway, everyone got out of the car and immediately said goodbye. They got no reply. Mrs Connors reminded me of our meeting tomorrow, I nodded, and continued to the front door.

Maggie instantly turned on the TV to some news report. I stayed behind to see what it was, since I was usually not allowed to even glimpse at the news.

“So, Gary, do you think the other two will ever make it back?” The news reporter asked. I froze. Of course, the first hint of news I see for days and it’s about my missing friends. Great luck I have.

“Well, considering Danny, both of them, came back against all odds, I wouldn’t put it past for the rest of them.”

“Don’t you think it’s a bit odd though, how those two came back, but not the others?”

“Well, yeah, there is speculation about that going around? What would be the point of letting the two of them go? I mean, we know Danny Smith can’t remember anything, but Danny Istari has been practically null and void since he came back. No one’s seen him besides a few sparring seconds in his fights. So he’s not answered any questions.”

“Do you think there’s a reason why Danny Istari hasn’t gone to save the others yet? You would have thought, with his track record of being the hero, that he wouldn’t have left the other two without a fight.”

“Yes, well, everyone’s wondering what’s going on in his mind at the moment. Lets just hope for now that he’s working on something.”

I hope so too, I answered him too.

“Danny Istari.” Maggie whispered next to me.

“What’s wrong with Danny Istari?” I asked.

“Oh, Danny. Didn’t know you were there.” She turned quickly to face me. “Danny Istari and this family, well, Jim and I, don’t have a very good history with him.”

“Why’s that?” I asked, truly curious as to why there was a supposed hatred between my parents and me.

“It’s nothing. He did something. We know he’s evil at heart, that eventually he’s going to become just as evil as the rest of his kind.” Should I sense a little fear there? Something is definitely up with that. I know I’m not evil, well, I don’t know me enough currently to know that, but anyway….

“I’m going to bed.” I announced as I climbed up the stairs. Maggie gave no acknowledgement as she continued the news report that had by now, changed to something about a lost cat.

As I reached my room, my head was pounding worse than ever. There was darkness starting to creep towards the edge of my vision and the world was shaking.

I managed to make it to my room, and to my bed. Unable to change into bedclothes, I just collapsed onto the bed, my head in a fiery rage.

“Why does this stuff always happen to me?” I moaned into the pillow as I struggled with the darkness to get into a better position on the bed.

Finding myself in a comfortable-ish position, I let unconsciousness take me over.

This unconsciousness was different to other ones I’d experienced, tallying it up to quite experienced by now… I could see visions of something floating by me. Snippets of conversation. Overwhelming feelings.

“That Danny.” Mrs Connors whispered worriedly as she paced around her room.

“Sandra.” Her husband called to her. “Come to bed. It’s late. I’m sure he’ll be okay.”

“Okay, Kenny.” Sandra Connors replied, getting under the bed sheet.

“So, what is it with you and this Danny? You cheating on me or something?” Kenny asked, making a joke of the worry his wife was feeling.

“No. Something’s going on with him and he’s not letting up.” Sandra replied, used to her husband’s jokes by now.

“Do I know this Danny?”

“Yes, he’s all over the TV. Danny Smith.”

“You’re his therapist?”

“Yes. His mother called me and asked me to talk to him. He was having trouble coping with everything.”

“Yeah, I think I would be too. So he really hasn’t got any memories? It’s not just a scam like I’ve heard?”

“No, what’s said is true. It’s quite sad. He’s not sure how to cope. He’s been thrown into this world where he’s supposed to know these people, but he doesn’t. He doesn’t want to disappoint people either.” She said. She knew she wasn’t supposed to talk about her clients this way, but she felt like she, herself, needed to talk to someone about this. “And then there was the drug overdose.”

“That wasn’t on the TV.”

“Yeah, so you need to keep it quiet.” Sandra warned. “Something happened that night he overdosed. I know it. I mean, from the talks I’ve had with Danny, which aren’t very much, but he’s got this wary personality. Even if he was taking drugs before, he wasn’t taking them seriously enough to overdose.

“It’s hard to explain. Something made him panic to the point where he just couldn’t deal with it anymore. And just overdosed.”

“So, you think he was taking drugs before hand?”

“Yeah, I know the types when I see them. I get loads of them coming into the office. Those struggling with their addictions.” She answered, looking down at the bed covers, “it would go unnoticed to someone who wasn’t used to seeing it, but I could see them. You know, sleepy appearance, bloodshot eyes. Someone else would have put it down to stress.”

“So why didn’t you?”

“The first time I saw him, I did. But the thought kept lingering back to me. Before he was found, he’d been rooming up with a drug dealer. Or so I’ve heard. He refuses to say, but the signs were pretty obvious. The people he was caught thieving with? Their known to work with one drug dealer in particular. John.”

“So, that’s what you think got him started on all this?”

“Yeah.”

“Sucks to be him.”

“I’m sure it does. But something else is nibbling away at me.”

“What’s that?”

“There’s more to him than what even I can see. There’s a secret that he’s got well hidden.”

“Well, this keeps getting better and better all the time.” Kenny whistled. “Kids got some serious shit hanging over his shoulders.”

“I may be overreacting. I’m just not sure what I should do with him anymore.”

“Just talk to him.” Kenny said. “Let him come to you. If he trusts you, he’ll tell you. But, from the sounds of it, you might have your work cut out for you. The kid probably has trust issues.”

“Yeah.”

“Now, come on. You can worry about him later, it’s time for bed.”

“I honestly don’t know why I’m doing this.” A man decked in black clothing grumbled. He’d been ordered to watch over this therapist. A therapist of all people! What the hell did she have to do anything?

Yes, alas, he’d been forced to go, or his head would be the price of failure. And there’s been that other thing he’d been asked to do too.

“Damn magicians. Damn humans. Damn them all and everything in between.”

I awoke with a start. Looking around, I saw that it was still dark. I knew how to find them. I knew where they were.

I hope you enjoyed...

Night!

Another Untitled?

Not much really to report from today. Nothing's happened. Literally. I've not even been bothered about reading fanfiction.


There's also another thing that hasn't happened, but mam said the silence is a good thing. I hope she's right...

So, not much else to say, and I'm tired so I'm going to be going to bed...

Night!

I seem to be in a bit of a writing funk

I'm not in the mood to write at the moment. I know the reason behind it, I think. Though, tomorrow I'll force myself to do some writing because I haven't done any in some time now and I'm like really, really close to the ending of this one. The closest I've ever been when writing a story...

Anyway, there's actually one thing I want to talk about today and that's this awesome fanfiction I've been rereading.

Of course, I've mentioned the YuGiOh GXphase I'm going through at the moment, right? So, I've been rereading some old fanfiction I was really fond of. I think I'll talk about all of them actually, but plot wise, this first one is the best.

It's titled The Rising. It's basically a remake of season 4 of GX, only better, you see, because it was started before the end of season 3, she totally ends that part awesomely, but then carries it on to this new story that's so vastly imaginative it's incredible. So, the story goes something like this (I'm no good at rounding up stories) Jaden got all his friends back from the dark world. But at a risk of his own. The story is really about finding more about Jaden as a character, because in this story, he's some sort of guardian of dimensions and its part of his heritage to become the Overlord of this dimension during a war which he, as part of the rebellion, is trying to put an end to. He's got these special powers, one of which is the ability to adapt to the worlds he's traveling to. Like for instance, the one where most of the fanfiction is spent is in a dimension called Evermore, the home of winged creatures, he gains wings. That kind of thing. Then there's all the secrets he's keeping. And it gets really interesting. It's got a cliffhanger ending, but luckily, we have a sequel, called The Descent, which, isn't actually finished and it doesn't look like it'll be for a while. The authoress isn't sure what she wants with the story at the moment. A writer's block of sorts. I do insist you check them out if you like GX though, she has a few grammar and spelling issues. Typos probably, but don't let that deter you from the immensely large plot she has going her. Though some things aren't really explained at all, and some parts just don't feel like they have a plot at all, just go with the flow! Jaden always knows best!

The next one I really want to talk about it Unforgettable Childhood. Now, this is one of those sadist fanfiction's I tend to read. It's an AU fanfiction, and it's about Jaden parents getting a divorce and the mother remarrying some jerk that does all kinds of shit to Jaden. It was a good fanfic. A lot better than I make it sound!

Also, by the same author of Unforgettable Childhood is A Few Minutes on the Couch. It's MPREG. Meaning, male pregnancy, but it's still a good fanfic. It's Jaden/Jesse, and Jaden's got this issue where he can get pregnant (it's explained better in the fic) and now he's expecting Jesse's baby. I find that it's totally hilarious. It's similar to Juno. One of the only comedy films I'll say I'll actually like. The only comedy film I've liked enough to buy on DVD.

So, anyway, those are the main three fanfictions that I love on that board. I don't know why their so appealing to me.

Oh well, thanks for listening to my rant...

Night!

I'm not much of an

All nighter person.

You see, I went to a sleepover at my friends house Thursday Night. It wasn't much of an all nighter, or  movie marathon like I was told it was going to be, but moving on... We stayed up until around four in the morning before we settled down.

The issue for me is, I'm not a very good sleeper over other people's houses. It's unfamiliar territory and I'm like hyperalert of everything going on around me and it takes me forever to get to sleep...

So, I basically had like no sleep at all, I know I was in one of those half asleep trances, but nothing more than that. I could hear ever tiny little movement that the beds made. Every breath everyone took.

You get the point....

Anyway...

So, the morning after, we were meeting with a long lost friend. Well, not a long lost friend in reality. Just a friend we hadn't seen in a long time. For me, a friend I hadn't seen since I'd broken up with her. I was worried, at first, about meeting her and thinking that it would be really awkward because the last time we spoke to each other, I was telling her that I didn't think I loved her, and I didn't want to keep going out with her.

But in the end, my worries were for not. We had a great time. We went to see Toy Story 3 again. I think it was probably because my friends were there too, and that made everything all the easier. But, even when I was alone with Catrin, I didn't find it all that awkward. We had a conversation full swinging. It was awesome.

The day itself was awesome.

But moving on.

There's nothing much else been happening in my life....

So, I'm just going to go to bed.
I'm still in recovery mode...

Lol,

Night!

I went to see

The Last Airbender again today.

And to be honest with you, it is as people say, better the second time around. I did actually really enjoy it. I just sat back and allowed the film to take me. One thing I most certainly noticed this time around is how beautiful the Northern Water Tribe set it. I mean, I noticed it last time, but I payed close attention to it this time. It is truly breathtaking, isn't it?

The same for the Air Temples. The music again was one of my favourites of the film. And you know, the acting isn't all bad. Noah Ringer is definitely my favourite of the cast though. I think he does great with what he's given. And I find that because it's his first movie he needs a break to really get a feel for what kind of job he's gotten into. Just take into consideration that he never actually wanted to become an actor by the sounds of it. He wants to do Martial Arts and that's where the Last Airbender comes in, it combines both... Gah. I'm not really making much of a point here, am I?

It doesn't really help that M. Night Shyamalan was his first director too. I mean, I love the Sixth Sense, don't get me wrong. But since then he's gone downhill and his ego has gone uphill....

Not a good combination for someone breaking out into the film industry.

He's definitely good on the martial arts front though, don't you agree?

Moving on.

I'm going to leave you all now. It's getting late...

Night!

Basically

I'm just going to be posting my blog now tonight as I really need to get to bed early. I have to be up early in the morning to take my younger brother and sisters to the cinema. We're going to see The Last Airbender. Again.

But moving on....

Here's the next chapter of DYRM.

I like using initialism. It's cool. It's also a lot easier than typing Do You Remember Me all the time :D

Chapter 28

I was out of the hospital the next day. I hate hospitals, did I ever mention that? Lately, that’s all I seem to be doing is spending my time in the hospital and it’s really starting to get to me.

I have an appointment later on today with my therapist. She’s going to be demanding as ever. She still hasn’t agreed to do the hypnotising me thing yet, but I’ll work on that in the session. I have now got plenty of reasons to need to go and find my friends; it’s just that I can’t mention them.

Another thing that seems to be really getting to me lately is my headache. I’ve had it since I woke up and it’s not really showing any signs of leaving either, it just gets worse and worse.

Not many words were exchanged when I arrived home. I’m sure that if it were my first time out of the hospital like it had been when I was first there, when Inspector Malcolm took me there it would have been a different story.

I’d disappointed them. There was no use in hiding that fact. Maggie herself had even shown to me that she didn’t want this Danny back, that she wanted her old Danny back.

Jim hadn’t even taken the day off work to welcome me home. Jamie said that he said that he’d used up a lot of free days when I’d gone missing the first time and couldn’t take any more days off.

The only reason Maggie was home to see me come home was because she was on some stupid ‘recovery’ week thing. I wasn’t sure what they called it. It just meant she was allowed to stay home to ‘mind’ me, to make sure I don’t overdose again…

When did life get complicated?

My head was on the verge of explosion when I reached my therapists office. She receptionist that’s always there looked at me with a sad smile. I guess news travels fast. I wouldn’t know. I’m not allowed to watch TV.

Maggie thinks it’s a bad influence for me to watch it. I think it’s because she’s afraid that there are things about me there.

“Danny Smith? She’s waiting for you.” The receptionist said, pointing towards the room behind her.

“Thanks.” I replied, at least I didn’t have to wait with the rich snobs whose only reason of going there were to gripe about how bad their life is. ‘My money’s in this bank account, this bank account and this bank account. I’m not sure how to handle the stress of it all’, or something ridiculous like that.

“Ah, Danny. I see you’re doing okay?” It was a question more than a statement. Of course, I must have looked like crap. Who wouldn’t?

“Do I look okay?” I asked sarcastically.

“Not really.” She answered honestly.

“Well, there’s your answer.” My head was just pounding away. I reached up to it and attempted to massage it.

“Headache?”

“I don’t feel the need to answer that.”

“What kind of headache is it?”

“I don’t know, a headache kind of headache?”

“Did you mention it to the doctor?”

“Why are you analyzing me?” I asked annoyed.

“It’s my job.” She answered leaving no room to elaborate. “So did you tell the doctor?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“It wasn’t hurting that bad then.”

“So, its really hit full force in the last few minutes?”

“Well, since I got home really.”

“Have you felt anything different about yourself?”

“Like what?” I questioned, looking at her quizzically. What was she trying to get at?

“You know, feelings of déjà vu, like you recognize some things?”

“No.”

“Oh, right.”

“What did you think was going to happen?”

“Nothing. It’s okay. I’m worried, that’s all.”

“You seem to be worrying more than my mum does.”

“Why? Is there a problem between you and your mother?”

“Not really.”

“So, why doesn’t she care?”

“It’s nothing. Don’t worry about it.”

“It’s my job to worry about it.” She sighed; she looked at me with a look close to pity. I didn’t like it.

“Look, remember when I first came here and you mentioned about hypnosis?”

“Yeah…” She answered slowly, looking at my curiously.

“Would you be willing to do it now?”

“Now?”

“Yeah, and there’s one other thing.” I said, I wasn’t sure whether I should smirk or not. It wasn’t really a smirk situation.

“What’s that?”  She asked uncertainly.

“I’ve been thinking. Maybe it would help a lot if we went back to the place I woke up in.” I said. “Back to the ranch house.”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“How do you expect it all to work out? I’ll need a doctor in case it all goes wrong. Inspector Malcolm would want to be there and I’m sure he has better things to be doing. I have other clients to see. It takes a bit longer of a process than just coming up with the idea out of the blue!” She nearly shouted.

“Well, we can arrange it all now, and we can do it when everyone’s free, preferably today.”

“Why today?”

“I have a feeling that if we don’t do it today, the chance will be lost.”

“Really? What makes you think that?”

“It’s just a gut instinct.”

She sighed. I guess that was a sign that I’d won. “All right.” She said, “I’ll see what I can do.”

“Thank you!”

“Did you complete your mission, warlock?” The dark voice said.

“I did, sir.” Jenna’s voice rang out in the darkness.

“Good, everything is set up. How much of the wall did you take down?”

“The amount you told me. He won’t get any further than before the incident.”

“He won’t remember the tome?”

“No, sir.”

“Good.”

“What about them, sir?”

“They do not worry me. They have no made a move.”

Jenna did not answer. The man before her, Nicholas, was his name known to the people, magicians, though no one was sure if this was his real name. He was old, though he did not show it. There were many stories on why he hasn’t aged, but there are so many there is no way to tell which is real and which is not.

“You are dismissed.” Nicholas said in a frosty voice. He was a tall man, and slim. He had an athletic build, but he was not too muscular, his true eye colour was unknown as he could change it at will, his true appearance was unknown as he preferred the form he wore now, he did not want people to know who he truly was. But he was powerful. More powerful that the people around him knew. He only ever showed a fraction of his power. He liked being on top and everyone fearing him. It made him feel good. Walking to the other side of the room, he looked and the cold wall in front of him, soon, you will be back here. I will not let you go this time. He thought, smirking to himself. He had it all planned out.

They’d arranged that the hypnosis would take place tonight. Mrs Connors last client left her at 6:30 and she would be here by 7:30. Inspector Malcolm finished at 5:00, but would be here at the same time too. And Dr Jenkins, the doctor who had seen him first when he’d woken up was coming by the same time too.

The thing that had surprised him most though was Maggie. Maggie had volunteered herself to go too. Danny was expecting to go alone, and take a ride with one of the people going, or was expecting for Jamie to force her way into it.

Jamie had wanted to go, but Maggie had insisted that she stay home, that it was only right that Maggie went.

Jamie backed down eventually. She gave me a look that said ‘be careful.’ I guess she was also trying to warn me about not saying too much, but I guess I wasn’t really going to have much choice when I was ‘under’ so to speak.

I looked at the clock. ‘7:12’, it read.

A little after 7:30 they all arrived. We’d decided to take one car as it seemed a lot easier of everyone just tailing each other. They were relying on me to get them there. I hoped I remembered the way there/

Did I forget to mention that my skull felt ready to burst from my skin? I was burning up now too. I’m hoping I didn’t catch some sickness at the hospital. Dr Jenkins gave me a strange look. He’s been giving me strange looks all night.

“You okay?” He asked casually.

“Yeah, just a headache.”

“Oh, right.” I don’t think he knew how to react. He’s seemed kinda edgy since he got here. I’ve just put it down to after work stress.

Luckily, I remembered the way there. Barely. I looked at the falling down ranch house properly for the first time. It was literally falling down. The windows were broken, and it looked really unclean. It was made of wood, but the foundations were still standing strong, even if the rest of the house wasn’t.

Walking closer to the ranch house, my headache got worse and worse. I would have said something, but I needed to do this. Doing this meant I could be one step closer to Hayley and Jesse. I could deal with a headache for one day. I could deal with this headache for the rest of my life if it meant

We arrived into the ranch house and everything was the same as I’d left it. There were splats of my blood all over the walls and floor. Making it look like there’d been a struggle here. A struggle I didn’t remember. The couch was overturned, also the way I’d left it. It was all the same. Right down to the dripping tap, where I’d desperately tried to get a drink of water when I’d first woken up. But the water didn’t run much faster than it was now.

It was just a wreck. A wreck that I’d contributed to.

It was obvious by the looks of things that no one had lived here in a long time. Everything was ‘outdated’ as it was usually put. Everything was old. But everything held a story. The house itself had many stories. Just one glance at it could tell you that.

“Let’s do this.” Mrs Connors said, she pulled the couch up into the position is should be in and made sure that it was okay to sit on. She then pulled out a video camera. Something I had to wonder about.

“What’s the camera for?” I asked.

“We’re going to tape it. It might come in handy.”

I didn’t answer her. Maggie stood at the back of the group with Inspector Malcolm. Dr Jenkins walked towards Mrs Connors, figuring he’d probably be needed if anything went wrong with me.

The strange thing is, I didn’t feel nervous. I wanted this so bad that it hurt. I couldn’t let my friends down and I was damned if something so small held me back.

I had to be strong, for my friends.

“Lay on the couch here, please, Danny.” Mrs Connors instructed.

“Inspector, could you look after the camera please, turn it on when I say so and turn it off when I say so?”

“Certainly.” The inspector said.

“Dr Jenkins. Stay close to me, so if anything happens to Danny you’ll be there to help.”

“Okay.” He replied, standing closer to the therapist.

I laid down on the sofa, my heart pounding in rhythm to my head.

“Are you sure your ready for this?” Mrs Connors asked.

“Yes.” I answered determined. I was not going to miss out on this opportunity. She’d use it against me if I turned away now. I did not know whether I should be surprised that Maggie said nothing and stayed where she was, hiding in the back of the room. Just looking at me.

“Here we go. Start the video camera.” Mrs Connors ordered, not waiting for an answer she continued. “Close your eyes, Danny.” Closing my eyes I listened to her voice.

“Relax your body. Listen to me. Breathe in with your nose and out with your mouth. Let your eyes get heavy. Now, do a little test for me. Tense your muscles for ten seconds and then relax them. Tense and relax.

“Now, I’m going to count from 100 to 0 whilst tapping my foot to every beat. 100…97 you’re feeling sleepier…83 your eyes are heavier…. 50 your letting your mind drift off, but focus on the sound of my voice…37 your even sleepier…20 you’re almost there, your sleepier and sleepier every second…3,2,1. You’re sleeping.

“Now listen to me, you’re in a beautiful place.  There are clouds everywhere. Let the clouds cover your body. They’re cold, right?”

“Yes.”

“Now, you’re feeling happy. But I want you do something for me, Danny. Remember the time you woke up in he ranch house. I want you to picture it for me.”

I remembered waking up here. Everything was covered in blood. I remember being scared. I remember the fear, the blood and the confusion. I did not know who I was. I didn’t know where I was. I remember struggling to stand up everything was hurting. There was blood all over me. Scared. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know anyone!

“No, can you remember anything before that?”

It was dark. Laughing. Screaming.

Voices.

I looked around me and found that everything was dark; I couldn’t see anything besides a wall in front of me, slowly crumbling down.

“The tome.” I heard in the distance, but I couldn’t see anything. I frantically looked around. There was nothing here besides darkness. I needed to get out of hear. I was scared.

“Danny!” I heard faintly. “You’re going to wake up in 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1!”

“AH!” I screamed, my eyes snapping open to see everyone staring at me with fear in their eyes.

Oh, God, what had I done?

And for some reason the formating is all wrong. And do you know what? I don't really care to go back and fix it now :D

I hope you all enjoyed...

Night!

I've been watching

YuGiOh Abridged series. So far, it's okay. I mean, it's not as funny as Little Kuriboh, but I guess it's funnier than most things.

One thing I didn't do though, is finish the next chapter of DYRM. I don't know what's come over me, I think I'm just going through a brief phase of writers block, so hopefully the more I write it now, the less of a block I'm going to get. So, tomorrow, I'm going to force myself to write the chapter, then I'll just get back on the bandwagon.

So, there's not much else to say. I've been looking more into jobs and I'm really hoping that something comes in soon, because I really need a job.

So, not much else to say.

I said that line again...

Anyway...

Night!