03-01-2016, 12:03 PM
At last, it was as though I had opened the door to my freedom! Or actually, I had just done exactly that.
I pulled off my headphones and let them hang around my neck, and just as I did that, steel doors closed behind me, I could tell because of the eerie finality that was delivered with one final slam. It sealed off the exit, so I wouldn’t have guards coming out from where I just was. Plus, the sirens were muffled behind the door, and for that I was thankful. Maybe someone wouldn’t be aware that there was an escapee.
But wait, sure, it kind of occurred to me that there wouldn’t be this much security in an average situation. So I was left for a moment pondering if I had just broken loose from some sort of mental hospital. It was all really weird, and I wouldn’t exactly know any better. Robots for nurses though? That kind of technology just wasn’t invented yet. So while I couldn’t actually see the robots to prove my own theory wrong, I felt pretty sure that even if I had been trapped in some kind of mental hospital, I didn’t want to stay for the rest of my short ‘secondary’ life anyway.
Gosh, this was just like Shutter Island with Leonardo DiCaprio, except well, I was blind and insane.
Oh well though, no use wasting time.
I dodged left and right, as I heard the people scampering around me. I imagined what they might’ve seen. A girl with brown hair, who even knew what color my eyes were, and an assumedly teal and speckled johnny, bare-footed as I ran through the street. Away from the hospital. Away from my prison.
It was all a blur, the senses, the tingling in my toes after I had crunched them against concrete and tile for too long. The wind in my lungs seemed to be a bit lacking, and when I felt I was clear, and the air started to taste clean, crisp, and good, I decided a brief break would not be the end of the world for me.
I hesitated before leaning against the glass of a building. I couldn’t tell much from it, because well, you get the “picture” but I could tell a lot from some of the very expensive perfume the people were wearing as they entered through the front, sliding door.
The clack of their shoes told me that even the men were well-off, and alternatively, executives. I imagined the building was designed with a similar prestige. Fancy windows -tinted, of course- high arching doorways, perhaps even pillars to hold up the vertically themed buildings that the robot nurse had told me was the theme of this well-off tier of the verse.
It was all a whirl. All the excitement, all the tragedy. I couldn’t help but to sigh after I caught my breath. The blood was pounding in my ears, and I could hear so much across the busy city. It was distracting. And I was getting better.
It wasn’t as though I had gained some superhuman or unnatural ability to tell where everything was. And no, I still couldn’t see for crap. But I was much more keen to my surroundings now, than I had started out at the beginning of my journey.
I could hear enough to get a feel for the layout. And by what the nurse had told me of the layout of Coruscant, I needed to get one level up in order to leave this mess of a place. Also, apparently in this crazy jungle of a city, there was not a whole lot of “floor” yeah, that was going to be a problem. But, there was one thing I could count on. Every big city had taxis. It was just a matter of getting one.
I raised my hand up, and whistled so loud that my ears rang numb for a few seconds afterwards. In front of this prestigious business building, I was sure to have ample opportunity, and running without knowing my way was not going to get me anywhere, but locked up again. I WAS still in the hospital johnny after-all.
I heard the zoom of a very well-tuned engine, and realized I was not in the era I had came from. I accepted this fact, more than ever, as a robotic taxi-cab driver rolled down what I imagined the window of his hover-car and asked, “Goin’ somewhere miss?”
I leapt at the chance, even if this guy could’ve been a serial murderer for all I knew. Robots, I didn’t really think had a good reason to kill anyone anyway. That’d be selfish, but I guess that kind of thing theoretically could be programed. Aside from that, if the robot didn’t have a penchant for blind girls in johnnies, I was safe enough. After all beggars can’t be choosers.
I requested the door be opened for me and aid to step inside. It sounded as though there was a steep descent below me. And while I couldn’t see how far the ground was below me, I wasn’t going to take the clumsy chance of me tripping. I was prone to that sort of thing. Blind or not.
Oh! I haven’t even introduced myself yet! And I’ve told you my story for how long? Oh well, I was going to introduce myself, well, NOT in a johnny, but whatever.
My name is Alicia. Alicia Cane. I lived a perfectly ordinary life before all this. I had a mom and a dad, and a little brother too. But now, I’ve been transported here, to the Omniverse. Apparently I’m a secondary. And apparently, I’ve gone blind. It’s one of those rare cases where I’m incurable. Doesn’t that just figure?
Anyway, as you can well see, I’m in the middle of something. Unfortunately I can’t and yeah, I’ll complain a little bit about it, I lost my vision, you didn’t. It does make me wonder though, how much can you actually see? Anyway, these are my memories you’re reading this from or whatever. I write a lot of books about my adventures in the Omniverse in my spare time. Helps me pass it, obviously. Now back to my Coruscant adventure, we’re wasting daylight!
The taxi cab driver, with the hover-car accommodated my wishes. He even offered me a blanket. That part I understood. I gladly accepted and told him my destination was the portal OUT of this verse. And the spinning hum of the engine began. Had my window not been cracked, I would’ve barely been able to tell we were moving. Technology at its finest, right? It wasn’t until the radio interrupted the broadcast of an apparent EDM station, when I got a little worried about my current, uh, situation.
“This is the Tier Two live news broadcast. There’s been an apparent breach in the Coruscant Tier Two Hospital, which specializes in aiding emergency affairs. The highly-funded hospital has had their security triggered by an escaped patient. Oor they’re testing a new system. It’s hard to tell from out here, and the building has gone haywire. We, at the Omniverse News Network will keep you posted.” A males voice cut-out and the electronic mix restarted on the robot cabby’s radio.
He -it, whatever- kept driving for some time. Maybe his visual processors didn’t recognize my attire? I had no idea what to think, and I supposed that even if robot-androids had expressions, they would only be useful to humans. I was thankful, and gave a sigh of relief. I had hoped, that there had been enough sighing for one day.
...
The portal. I requested to be lead exactly back to where I had been assumedly brought in on an ambulance or stretcher.
It was here that I requested that the taxi-driver-robot-dude be my guide. Because well, to my understanding, the Nexus was one large room with a whole lot of nothing. That kind of thing was a whole lot harder to navigate even if you weren’t sightless like myself. However the robot reluctantly declined. He said his taxi wouldn’t fit through the portal and it would be disabled even if it was. He muttered something about Omni-physics and then asked for his pay.
I found the strength to punch where I thought his chest was, and then leapt foolishly into where I had been told the portal existed. I dove through it, and then, sure enough, I had been delivered from the hell of Coruscant, and back to my original starting point.
I pulled off my headphones and let them hang around my neck, and just as I did that, steel doors closed behind me, I could tell because of the eerie finality that was delivered with one final slam. It sealed off the exit, so I wouldn’t have guards coming out from where I just was. Plus, the sirens were muffled behind the door, and for that I was thankful. Maybe someone wouldn’t be aware that there was an escapee.
But wait, sure, it kind of occurred to me that there wouldn’t be this much security in an average situation. So I was left for a moment pondering if I had just broken loose from some sort of mental hospital. It was all really weird, and I wouldn’t exactly know any better. Robots for nurses though? That kind of technology just wasn’t invented yet. So while I couldn’t actually see the robots to prove my own theory wrong, I felt pretty sure that even if I had been trapped in some kind of mental hospital, I didn’t want to stay for the rest of my short ‘secondary’ life anyway.
Gosh, this was just like Shutter Island with Leonardo DiCaprio, except well, I was blind and insane.
Oh well though, no use wasting time.
I dodged left and right, as I heard the people scampering around me. I imagined what they might’ve seen. A girl with brown hair, who even knew what color my eyes were, and an assumedly teal and speckled johnny, bare-footed as I ran through the street. Away from the hospital. Away from my prison.
It was all a blur, the senses, the tingling in my toes after I had crunched them against concrete and tile for too long. The wind in my lungs seemed to be a bit lacking, and when I felt I was clear, and the air started to taste clean, crisp, and good, I decided a brief break would not be the end of the world for me.
I hesitated before leaning against the glass of a building. I couldn’t tell much from it, because well, you get the “picture” but I could tell a lot from some of the very expensive perfume the people were wearing as they entered through the front, sliding door.
The clack of their shoes told me that even the men were well-off, and alternatively, executives. I imagined the building was designed with a similar prestige. Fancy windows -tinted, of course- high arching doorways, perhaps even pillars to hold up the vertically themed buildings that the robot nurse had told me was the theme of this well-off tier of the verse.
It was all a whirl. All the excitement, all the tragedy. I couldn’t help but to sigh after I caught my breath. The blood was pounding in my ears, and I could hear so much across the busy city. It was distracting. And I was getting better.
It wasn’t as though I had gained some superhuman or unnatural ability to tell where everything was. And no, I still couldn’t see for crap. But I was much more keen to my surroundings now, than I had started out at the beginning of my journey.
I could hear enough to get a feel for the layout. And by what the nurse had told me of the layout of Coruscant, I needed to get one level up in order to leave this mess of a place. Also, apparently in this crazy jungle of a city, there was not a whole lot of “floor” yeah, that was going to be a problem. But, there was one thing I could count on. Every big city had taxis. It was just a matter of getting one.
I raised my hand up, and whistled so loud that my ears rang numb for a few seconds afterwards. In front of this prestigious business building, I was sure to have ample opportunity, and running without knowing my way was not going to get me anywhere, but locked up again. I WAS still in the hospital johnny after-all.
I heard the zoom of a very well-tuned engine, and realized I was not in the era I had came from. I accepted this fact, more than ever, as a robotic taxi-cab driver rolled down what I imagined the window of his hover-car and asked, “Goin’ somewhere miss?”
I leapt at the chance, even if this guy could’ve been a serial murderer for all I knew. Robots, I didn’t really think had a good reason to kill anyone anyway. That’d be selfish, but I guess that kind of thing theoretically could be programed. Aside from that, if the robot didn’t have a penchant for blind girls in johnnies, I was safe enough. After all beggars can’t be choosers.
I requested the door be opened for me and aid to step inside. It sounded as though there was a steep descent below me. And while I couldn’t see how far the ground was below me, I wasn’t going to take the clumsy chance of me tripping. I was prone to that sort of thing. Blind or not.
Oh! I haven’t even introduced myself yet! And I’ve told you my story for how long? Oh well, I was going to introduce myself, well, NOT in a johnny, but whatever.
My name is Alicia. Alicia Cane. I lived a perfectly ordinary life before all this. I had a mom and a dad, and a little brother too. But now, I’ve been transported here, to the Omniverse. Apparently I’m a secondary. And apparently, I’ve gone blind. It’s one of those rare cases where I’m incurable. Doesn’t that just figure?
Anyway, as you can well see, I’m in the middle of something. Unfortunately I can’t and yeah, I’ll complain a little bit about it, I lost my vision, you didn’t. It does make me wonder though, how much can you actually see? Anyway, these are my memories you’re reading this from or whatever. I write a lot of books about my adventures in the Omniverse in my spare time. Helps me pass it, obviously. Now back to my Coruscant adventure, we’re wasting daylight!
The taxi cab driver, with the hover-car accommodated my wishes. He even offered me a blanket. That part I understood. I gladly accepted and told him my destination was the portal OUT of this verse. And the spinning hum of the engine began. Had my window not been cracked, I would’ve barely been able to tell we were moving. Technology at its finest, right? It wasn’t until the radio interrupted the broadcast of an apparent EDM station, when I got a little worried about my current, uh, situation.
“This is the Tier Two live news broadcast. There’s been an apparent breach in the Coruscant Tier Two Hospital, which specializes in aiding emergency affairs. The highly-funded hospital has had their security triggered by an escaped patient. Oor they’re testing a new system. It’s hard to tell from out here, and the building has gone haywire. We, at the Omniverse News Network will keep you posted.” A males voice cut-out and the electronic mix restarted on the robot cabby’s radio.
He -it, whatever- kept driving for some time. Maybe his visual processors didn’t recognize my attire? I had no idea what to think, and I supposed that even if robot-androids had expressions, they would only be useful to humans. I was thankful, and gave a sigh of relief. I had hoped, that there had been enough sighing for one day.
...
The portal. I requested to be lead exactly back to where I had been assumedly brought in on an ambulance or stretcher.
It was here that I requested that the taxi-driver-robot-dude be my guide. Because well, to my understanding, the Nexus was one large room with a whole lot of nothing. That kind of thing was a whole lot harder to navigate even if you weren’t sightless like myself. However the robot reluctantly declined. He said his taxi wouldn’t fit through the portal and it would be disabled even if it was. He muttered something about Omni-physics and then asked for his pay.
I found the strength to punch where I thought his chest was, and then leapt foolishly into where I had been told the portal existed. I dove through it, and then, sure enough, I had been delivered from the hell of Coruscant, and back to my original starting point.