Chapter 1: Terrifying Traces
The bedsheets tangled about him in sweaty clumps and he cracked a bleary eye to see what time it was: 1:45. Bright sunlight cast the stained curtains in high relief. Fourteen hours since he had lay down to sleep, but he didn't feel like he'd had more than a nap. He shoved the sheets away and sat up. His feet crunched on the floor. What? Mud caked the carpet in irregular splotches. Static filled his head, a sudden schism between the memories of watching TV and going to bed last night and this.
He hiccupped, a scream choking off as he jumped at the sound of his name. Jesus. His roommate Terry, hollering from the living room. A normal person would knock.
"You have a package!"
Clark tugged on a T-shirt he found draped over the back of the chair by the bed and staggered to his feet, avoiding the mud splotches. Standing now, the
The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:
Begin Start typing to begin
Letter Use the letter A
Words Reach 50 words
Words Reach 100 words
Event A package is delivered
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