Chapter 2: Return

"Am I dead?" I questioned myself in this endless dark I found myself expecting my words to echo through like one of the shows I've seen, but it did not.

"Return" Someone whispered it to my right ear followed by a shock that let me conscious of my surrounding and woke me up with a shock written on my face in this kiddies bed with a moment of thinking "Who am I?".

"It seems that I don't remember my name nor what I'm doing here, but this room looks familiar" I thought

"What the heck!" I murmured, examining this long white-sleeve I'm dress into that led me to the fact that I'm a 3rd grade elementary student.

"My body" I murmured again, looking at myself with my eyebrows down as I see myself looking approximately 3 ft tall as my height.

Seriously, I don't know why I'm freaking out like I've discovered the answer to the universe by discovering this normal things happen to be discovered by everyone in their daily, but I think i forgot something really really important, like the answer to the universe itself.

I tried remembering it by slapping my cheeks until it turns red, but I still can't.

While trying to remember it again, I began strolling around in this room that looks familiar, then my conscience woke up.

"Well, I should stop strolling into a room I happen to be into without any permission from the owner of it"

Even though my conscience kicked in, I don't think I have to worry being in someone's else room 'cause I don't think someone owned this.

Seriously! Where do this memories came from!

Without any stuff to do, I decided that I should spend this time in the bed and answer the words "Who am I?" that first came out on my mouth when I woke up, and then take a nap.

I took a nap without having an answer to the words I just said. A minute later, the word nap turns out to be a lull when I lose my conscious of time and mistaken the night as a day and day as a night.

3 days have passed, I woke up with an empty stomach that let me regain again my conscious of time.

2 minutes have passed after I woke up and went to find the fridge, I began struggling to breath, I tried shouting for help but my voice won't let me.

Just as when I started to feel losing oxygen, my body began to twist slowly on its own like a towel crumbling every of my bone into pieces like a powder, followed by my red blood splattering eveywhere inside this room.

To put this simply into two words—I died.