A recollection~

1: I’m awake, my mom walks into my room to talk to me. “Jins are real you know” she says. “No they’re not” I reply. She then gives me a talk about the whole thing. I then say, “Jins were made up because schizophrenia and other mental disorders were not discovered yet; thus they’re all just figments of imagination”. My little brother Salman then comes into the room and joins the conversation. “They do exist!”, “come to the bathroom and see”. So, I head there with my mom and brother. Nothing to see, look around, stare at the mirror for a bit, and still nothing. Then suddenly this screeching noise starts attacking us, next time I see is this deformed being, a “Jin”. Red bloody eyes, and bleeding all over itself, it jumped and tried to bite off my neck. I held on hard and tried to crush it with my hands, couldn’t do it. I grabbed its head, put in all my power, raised it up, and slammed the fucking thing to the ground, shattering everything in its body. I wake up. Look around and say ” what the fuck was that”. I get up and head to the bathroom to wash my face. There it was again, ready to attack, the screeching began, and I ready this time immediately went to kill the fucking thing. I then, woke up.

2: Everything’s black, then it slowly fades into a setting with context. Like a movie going on, my life is being played onto a projector. There I am, in the 3rd person seeing myself along with someone. Snap, back to first person view. I’m in my body, and she’s right next to me. We smile, hold hands, and go walking around this abandoned castle. She brushes up against me, and gives me a kiss. We laugh, and continue walking. I somehow am able to walk up a wall and do back-flips, which impresses her. She becomes more flirtatious, lowers her blue jeans a bit lower, showcases her pubic area to tease me, then launches at me with another kiss. We hold hands, and walk into the gardens. There we find a room to explore. She asks me to photograph her, and so I do. A horrifying scream then bursts out of the room. Some kid, a demented looking kid, almost identical to the kid from Omen, starts screaming and staring at us with deadlocked eyes. We run, run fast, run far, she fades, just completely disappears in front of me. I say “fuck it” and run harder, jump across the wall, and come face to face with whom I presume to be the kids mother. I freeze, she stares at me, I wake up.

Proctoring 1O1

It’s pitch black, all I hear are hssing sounds. My eyes slowly readjust to the darkness, my iris getting wider, my retina taking in more light. I tell my friend to get ready to start running as the hssing noises close in. My eyes adjust, I see them everywhere. Snakes, snakes everywhere. We’re trapped in a tunnel filled with snakes. I run, he runs, and we never stop running, not till I suddenly wake up.

Fast forward 3 hours. There’s a thunderstorm outside, heavy rain and loud thunder, the best feeling. I’m lying there on the examination table, the doctor looking down on me. “We tried.. You’ll have to accept it and live with it. Would you like me to prescribe you some anti-depressants?”

Fast forward 2 hours. I’m handing out exam papers to the students. I sit down and start observing them. 5 minutes in, already a question. This girl asked a question about every question in the exam booklet. Getting up and answering her every few minutes eventually felt like I was at the gym.

Fast forward 1 hour. Students that are fasting are excused to eat. There’s only 3 of them. 2 actually eat, the third one pulls out a nicotine inhaler, and starts inhaling it.

Fast forward 1 hour. Some people seem confused, others seem anxious. Everyone’s writing, and every few seconds someone looks up, stares at me, stares at the sky, then focuses back on their paper.

Fast forward 30 minutes: One of the students is sharpening his pencil with a pocket knife. “WTF?” is the only thing going through my head. So I get up and give him a spare mechanical pencil.

Fast forward 30 minutes. Time’s up.