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Strange Beginnings

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Paul saw instantly that something had gone terribly wrong as soon as he turned down the street upon which the dry cleaners was located where he had dropped off his vomit stained trousers. It was a surreal feeling. Just moments ago he was here in this same spot and everything appeared perfectly normal, and now, he felt like he stepped into a movie. There were police cars, an ambulance, fire truck on the block and the building of the dry cleaners was taped off in police tape. Groups of officers were huddled together conversing. A barrier had been erected to keep civilians back.

When he woke up this morning he felt almost as if he had spent a night of hard drinking (which he had not) and his head was still a bit groggy. It did not seem like it was shaping up to be a good day and it all begun with that troublesome train ride."What is going on here?" Paul asked one of the spectators. "No one is saying anything" The woman responded. "But I thought I saw them bring a body out, it looked all covered up, you know like the person was dead."

There was nothing Paul could do now. His trousers would have to wait. He turned to leave when he bumped into a rather tall imposing figure. Paul offered a nod in pardon and was about to step pass when a deep voice belonging to the figure spoke, "Are you Paul Strange?" (Yes in the given set of circumstances the name was ironic, and in his younger years a source of much torment). Paul responded out of reflex, without thinking. "Yes I am." That turned out to be a mistake.

Within moments he was aware of a sudden sharp pain in his arm like being pinched and the grogginess he had all morning increased tenfold. No one seemed to notice with their attention fixed upon the action occurring with the dry cleaners. Paul was vaguely aware of  being led away by  what was now just a dark blurry shape beside him. His eyelids were heavy, sound seemed far away and distant, and his vision was fading rapidly. Everything became undistinguished blobs of color and shapes.

The last thing Paul was aware of was landing upon something cold and hard, a faint rumbling sound and the sensation of movement.
For the Odyssey II Project.

Chapter 1
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MooseFlame's avatar
Nice!! Although im a bit confused. Whats chapter one? Because ive seen 3 submissions, and all of them say chapter 1 on them (yes, they are all abut paul/ oddessy project) :?