Day 1

Curiosity hit me as I emerged from a dark alley and into the rubble filled streets after what was once yelling and screaming turned to an eerie silence. As if every crying child's mouth was pleased with a sweet candy and the beeping cars were taken far away to another country. Instead my eyes see that every car's lights are still flashing with no alarm sounds and not only the children but adults all stood still and appeared to gaze off into the distance. Perhaps all the noise made me go deaf or maybe none of this is real, that of course went through my head for a second before I began hearing a jingling noise.

A dog appeared and came and sat down in front of me and began looking at me similar to the same way everyone else was staring off. Its dark eyes had a reflective look and it's fur was a golden brown and smooth even after all the chaos it look like it just came from a groomers. I didn't know why this dog came to me instead of all the others, possibly its just a stray wanting food. Obviously I had no food to shoo it away so I simply ignored it and began to walk away. I took a few steps and looked back behind me and realized the dog was gone, maybe I just imagined it all and began walking to my apartment. Every human was just standing there with the same gazing look, I of course was curious if they would respond to me but I had more important things like getting to the comfort of my apartment.

On my way home I began thinking about what all happened. Nothing else unusual happened this day until all the spontaneous chaos. I was walking home from a friend's house after spending the Saturday afternoon with him since he leaves next week for business in some other country that I can't remember. I gave him a golden pen with his name engraved on it as a gift since he was always seen with a pen on him either in his hand, resting on his ear or in his pockets. We then both said our farewells and I walked out his door. I got close to the street my apartment building is on and it's when it all happened. The ground began to shake vigorously, women and children began to scream and cry and men began running possibly away or to their families I don't know and cars began to sound their alarms simultaneously. Myself, I ran into a small alley to get away from the crowd and found a small area to crawl into beside a dumpster. Then of course as soon as it all was chaotic it turned tranquil.

I made my way to my apartment building which showed no damage from the disorder and to the floor my apartment was on. On my way I noticed there were no doors to the other resident's apartments until I got to my floor. The hallway with my door had all its usual doors, and casually I made my way to my door. Sitting in front of my apartment door I began to think of what's going on. I came from my friend's house and the next thing I new everything and everyone just went off. Could it be some mental disease I just instantly developed or something more, either way something isn't right. With that idea in my head I put my hand on the handle of the door and cautiously unlocked it and slowly opened the door as if I was expecting someone or something to jump out towards me. The door was finally wide open and as I should of expected everything was the way I left it.

I just then walked in casually, took off my jacket and put it on the hook near the door and sat on the couch. After shuffling around some old papers and books I found the remote for my TV. Of course I didn't immediately turn on the television, I sat there again thinking of what possibly could be happening. Maybe if I turn on this TV everything will go back to normal, or an urgent news report about some government screw up or the way the day has been so far it wouldn't turn on at all. Thinking of what it could possibly be I regained reality and hit the power button on the remote. To my surprise it turned on and on it was, well, strange but normal as the broadcaster was talking about the everyday news. I then accepted that I just had a temporary mental melt down from all the stress of work and sleep deprivation of the past few days. So I continued that day as I normally would. I sat down at my desk and got to work.

I spend my time off work drawing and painting working on my portfolio for my dream career. I wanted to do whatever I could to get out of the job I was in and into something I could actually enjoy. I am waiter for a local restaurant, may seem like it's a non-stressful job but the personal drama that goes on and the everyday problems that turn up that make any waiter's day a piece of hell. I also do some story writing in hopes someday I can work on my own movies and television series, although this was just my dream. From all the day dreaming and the day I had I think my mind became absolutely void of thought or perhaps I finally fell asleep, since I don't quite remember working much at my desk. As soon as I had went thoughtless a jingling noise brought me back to consciousness, that same jingling noise I heard earlier and I also realized it was night.

I got up from my desk and noticed the TV was still on and the lady talking is still talking about the stuff about earlier. Then it caught my eye, the time on the TV it was 5:29 PM surely way too early to be this dark out. The moon and stars shined as if it was 1:43 in the morning. I then began to think again what is going on. Am I having another mental meltdown I thought or did nothing change even when I thought all was back to normal. I then headed for my room and laid down on my bed with my eyes wide open staring at the ceiling as if I just saw a ghost. I must get some rest to calm my mind and hopefully wake up to a real normal day in hope this all was temporary. I turned my head and glanced at my bedroom window and saw that there was absolutely no light. Usually the street lamps are on and they illuminate my room. I got up and looked out the window and down to the street and the lamps were flickering on and off but still not lighting up my room like usual. Then the people I saw outside before appeared in the light of the street lamp and were staring straight at me. I stood there in terror and didn't know what to do. Then an idea came to me, I immediately ran to my desk and found an unused notebook and pen. I am now keeping track of everything I see, hear, smell, taste and feel so I could find out clues of what is going on. It feels as if I was picked out of everyone in the world to be tested mentally or perhaps it is me actually testing myself unconsciously. Writing all of this is evidence for myself that I am not insane and who knows how long this may last. I am Howie Caldwell and this is day 1.

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