The next event that unfolded was, to put it mildly, bizarre. Like previous incidents, my ability to detail them objectively is compromised. What remains is a blend of my own perceptions, a subjective narrative of my visual and emotional experiences.
I awoke this morning, but not in a bed I could claim as my own. It was unfamiliar. It lacked the usual markers of comfort I was accustomed to, and trying to pinpoint what those were felt like grasping at straws.
I found myself in what could only be described as a tiny cubicle, a compact apartment situated high in a tower. The sprawling urban landscape outside suggested downtown Tokyo, or at least a city that bore its resemblance. My awakening wasn’t gentle. It was prompted by an unexpected visitor, a woman whose entrance carried an air of unsettling familiarity.
She was a stranger, yet she seemed to know me intimately. More baffling was her evident awareness of my confusion, as if my lack of cognition was a known fact to her. Fear was absent, despite the stark, white walls surrounding me. When she inquired if I was alright, “Yes,” was all I could muster. What else was I going to say?
Breakfast soon followed, served on the balcony. The meal itself slipped from memory, overshadowed by the view that unfolded before me. The balcony offered a vantage point over a sea of towering structures, each a monument to modernity, teeming with life. The scene was dizzying — a flurry of movement below, reminiscent of a colony of ants in ceaseless motion.
As I glanced down at my plate, the contents blurred into the background of this bustling metropolis, pulsing with the rhythm of the city. I was alive, a part of this undulating mass of existence. But did it matter? I was known by all, but recognized no one.
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You are currently traversing the limitless expanses of Visual Fiction. Each narrative fragment in this collection unravels a memory of a man drawn into an alternate reality. With every piece, he steps deeper into the unknown, attempting to describe the indescribable, to paint the unseen, and to make sense of the senseless. These tales offer glimpses into bizarre worlds that can at times feel both intimately familiar and strangely threatening.
