by Ormm
*Beep! Beep! Beep! * Without opening his eyes, he reached out for the alarm clock, silencing it with a thud of his palm before it could start it second cycle. *Nnnngh* He stood up from his bed and started stretching, his joints made a series of dry rhythmic pops. As his eyes begins to adjust to the light, he realizes that the bluish light wasn't coming from the windows. [You have been selected] The words weren't on the walls. They weren't hanging from the ceiling connected by any thread. They just floated in front of him.
