Arie Kirkland
What was he even doing beforehand? Reading? Enjoying the sound of chatter around him as he listened to everyone talk? He didn’t even know. But one second he was sitting, minding his own business, when all of a sudden everything went white. And then pitch black. White, as in the purest of light that you can find. The type of light that many see when the tell of dying and ‘seeing a dark tunnel leading into bright light’. Except it went from Arie’s colorful world to white. There was no tunnel, no warning. Nothing. He got the sense of being pulled, pulled into the darkness that followed the light, as if chasing it away. Think of walking into a darkly lit house after standing in the bright sun. It looks odd and dark only because of the fact that human eyes take longer to get used to new surroundings than other animals, like cats. Think of that, and then think ten times worse. Arie wasn’t in the sun, he was blinded by light. And then swallowed by what he thought was darkness. Unnerving, that was for sure. But, almost as soon as it started, but really to him it seemed like it lasted forever, the journey was over.
Landing flat on his back, Arie wrinkled his nose and rolled onto his stomach, finding 4 young girls, roughly about his age staring at him in shock. Oh? he thought with a mental grim smile, glancing at each of them before sitting up fully. Now what the hell happened? he groaned lightly and tilted his head down, avoiding all the gazed being bored into his skin. God, they made him feel so….dirty. And uncomfortable. Just…stop staring at him, please.