Jabber barely noticed how late it had gotten.
The rest of his house was dead silent.
Only the small lamp above his workbench remained on, casting a warm circle of light across scattered papers, loose screws, and half-finished projects.
He sat hunched over a glass of vile, carefully adjusting the chemicals moving inside.
The glass vile brushed agent each other.
Finally he was done, usually projects never took so long to do but this one was especially tricky to do.
It was finally done and jabber was satisfied with the result as he held it up to his face to admire it with a sly and wide smirk.
Then the room shimmered with a sudden light the room warmed up adnomaly.
He felt goose bumps crawl up his arms as he sat up.
The room was warming more to the point of getting hot, summer had barely started so this was more then odd.
The light above his desk warped.
The glass vial slipped from his fingers.
The ticking clock on the wall began skipping seconds.
A strange feeling settled into his chest heavily.
The feeling that something was standing behind him.
The room was empty he should be fine.
He felt like the world was spinning at this point.
Then everything went black.
Jabber's breath caught in his throat.
He couldn't tell if his eyes were open.
Couldn't tell if he was standing.
Couldn't tell if he was floating.
The darkness felt infinite never ending.
His face struck something invisible.
He frozen in place it felt like the only thing he could do at this point.
A smooth surface stretching in word as he was pushed into it.
He didn't know but he was going somewhere.
He found himself floating inside a vast white space.
His heartbeat thundered in his ears, all he can force himself to say was.
No answer he should have known No one would answer, he was floating in the middle nowhere but he felt...
Felt not completely alone.
Like bones tapping together.
Something floated only a few feet away.
Just a head suspended in the endless white void in the middle of literal nowhere.
And you might ask what the worst part about it was?
Jabber's stomach dropped at the sight.
The face was identical to his.
The eyes never blinked and had a more animalistic feel to them...
The Heads hair drifted through the air like it was underwater, curling around the floating head in slow, unnatural spirals.
The thing tilted its head.
Similar to the way Jabber did when he was confused.
And all jabber can think in that moment was how was this thing making noises and how was it ALIVE?!
For a long moment neither moved.
The only sounds were the it's clicking noises.
Until its face was inches from his own.
Jabber couldn't move for some reason he didn't know why of course.
The thing stared directly into his eyes.
And when it finally spoke—
Its voice sounded like his.
"Keep yourself together."
The words were barely more than a whisper.
Something moved behind him.
A shadow he didn't notice until it was far to late.
Long fingers emerged from the white suddenly and institutely.
They wrapped around Jabber's shoulders.
The floating head's eyes widened.
For the first time, it looked afraid but not of the thing wrapping around Jabber no it was something else, jabber had no time to think about it or to cear.
The white space around Jabber cracked like glass breaking apart shattering so loud his ears were ringing, he was shocked they weren't bleeding.
Darkness spilled through the fractures.
Jabber opened his mouth to scream.
The last thing he saw was his own face staring back at him silently watching as he was pulled away.
Farther and farther away.
The void swallowed him hole.
MEM (RIZE)-(ORY) - Chapter 1
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