Category: An Awoken Mind
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 7
Friday It was difficult to tell how long he’d been asleep but when Erick woke up he didn’t think it had been very long. He was tired but not sleepy, if that made sense. He tried turning over to his other side but that did nothing for him. Was there much point to even sleeping…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 6
Thursday When he awoke, Erick lay there on his cot for a long while. With all the windows and doors boarded up the interior stayed fairly dark, though to his eyes it remained gray, not quite fading out of sight. All the while that he lay there, he went over in his mind what his…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 5
Wednesday A network of canals and smaller ditches wove through town and Erick had found a large culvert that was mostly dry where he could hide out in and spent the night there. A thin rivulet of water ran down the very bottom of the culvert but there was plenty of space on either side…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 4
Tuesday Someone screamed and Erick woke with a start. All around him was quiet, no sign of where the scream came from. It was cold and so dark out that he knew a regular person wouldn’t be able to see the far wall of the alley. To his eyes the area around him was a…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 3
A Few More Days The majority of Sunday was spent in boredom. With nothing to do and nowhere to go, their options were quite limited. Erick’s energy was returning, but they both agreed that it would be best to wait until he had a larger store built up. “I feel like I’m in prison,” Sarah…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 2
Saturday Erick blinked and he was greeted by a dull gray morning; the sun had yet to rise though it wasn’t far off. A thick quilted blanket had been draped over Erick sometime during the night. A quick look around revealed that Sarah was not inside the car. Through the shot out windows on the…
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An Awoken Mind: Chapter 1
Friday An orange, open-top Jeep with sun baked mud splattered halfway up the doors and countless dents and scratches pulled into the driveway and honked. The house that this driveway belonged to was nothing special, every third house in the neighborhood was almost exactly the same; Only the cars and flowerbeds set them apart, and…
Bridge of Broken Glass 