Chapter 9: Rehab
I fall to bottom in an epicfail fashion. That theory that I was
feeling calm and peaceful, that I found was to be very false. I began
to start feeling incredibly hot. No no no. I was feeling really really
hot! I was finally able to see again. I saw a long white floor below
me. The air got as thick as normal and it got back to normal
temprature. With my back first I fell to the bottom of my fall on the
white floor of which I crashed through. The hole in the ground that I
made was about 25 feet deep. My fall has finally ended. I guess that
fall wasn't so bad afterall. I couldn't see the Cookie Monster anywhere
or any sign of a hole in the shape of a Cookie Monster. I crawled out
of this hole to look around for danger or anything exciting. There was
nothing in sight but a small white cubical. The sky was dark pink and
the horizon was light blue. The cubical didn't have a top on it. It was
just 4 walls and a door. I heard voices in room. "Contraband check.
What are these?". I heard the Cookie Monster say, "I dunno." "What d'ya
mean you don't know?" "I I don't know how they got there!" "I think
you do know." "No no no. De- derek! He was uh makin the beds. He
probly put them um... while I was in the john." Then he started to get
real crazy and along with sirens, he shouted, "Grum grum grum! Ah! ah!
You guys are Nazis man! You're freakin nazis! AAHHH!" The sirens and
screaming stopped and I believe the Cookie Monster was knocked out. I
believed now the Cookie Monster wasn't much of a problem anymore. He
in rehab would eventually hopefully turn back to normal. I decided to
walk away from the rehab place and see if that will lead me back to
home. Eventually after 20 minutes of continuous walking I like I'am
use to, the rehab place seem to turn into a small dot. I was suprised
to know that the area that I was in was perfectly flat for I could see
a long cliff about 20 miles away. Who would even feel like falling off
a cliff after doing it already. Well, it was the only thing in sight. I
with my reenergized feet took the task of walking such a distance. Then
I felt the floor get more squishy like I was walking on...moss? I looked
at my hand and lifting felt gave my muscles a repulsive feeling like it
was turning into spoiled milk. Before my hand got a chance to melt like
it used to do, I felt myself fall into a trapdoor leading me into a dark
world below. I looked back up to the top of my fall where the pink light
got smaller and smaller. Here I go again. Now where was I headed? Nowhere
or somewhere.
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