Being startled so suddenly is definitely not a good feeling, I can testify to that for it is as if one day a blind person suddenly has 20:20 vision. That disorientating feeling is definitely not a good feeling.
"Where am I?" The feeling of being encased in darkness, of not being able to see but just feel, not physically though but through my soul-like body; is very disorientating.
After being in that state for what feels like years, thousands and thousands of years; the darkness begins to feel so comfortable and power in its subtlety starts pouring into my soul, and I can feel it because of my heightened awareness. After some time I see a pinprick of light, almost like a black hole, slowly sucking me in. In I went.
'What the fuck?' 'What the hell was that?' After feeling the new space where I'm now at, I arrive at a conclusion that I am in a womb. From the squeezing feeling, to the thumping of a heart beat and so many others things, I'd say my conclusion is now a fact.
'Dear Lord, I've been fucking reincarnated' Many thoughts were going haywire in my head. After a while I forced myself to calm down and thought what I would do in my time here, because the space I am now cannot even be compared to the space I was before.
After feeling some tendrils of a force or power in me, the fact that the space I was in is very likely to be another kind of universe probably like the one in Marvel comics.
'No, not marvel, I really don't think I have the strength or power to survive there'
Trying to ground myself by recalling my memories. My name is … Umm … I CAN'T remember my name, or the names of my parents or siblings. I cannot even remember their faces.
'Breath in, breath out; in, out'. Fuck, it's not working.
I can remember all the films I've watched, almost like their burned into my brain. Okay, I can work with this. In, out; in, out …
The funny things is that while i was in the other dimension, the issue of my missing memories was not really concerning. There is no other thing to do, just to suck it up and move head first into my new life.
The power pays no mind to my inner conflict and circulates over my body, like some cultivation webnovels I read. I can slowly feel my entire body being strengthened over a period of time. I can hear whispers which gets louder as time goes on, but I pay them no mind and just wait.
As the space starts tightening, I see a light which gets brighter and brighter. The change of environment is disorientating, the sounds are a little too loud, and the light just as bright. I realize that as a newborn, I should not be able to hear so loudly or see so clearly; it must be the strange power that is at this moment still circulating in my body.
"Isn't she beautiful?" I look up and see a blond haired man with hazel eyes looking down at me with what I suppose was fondness.
"Yes she is. What should we name her?" I turn my head and see a sweaty brown haired woman with brown eyes; she's also pretty just like the man.
"What do you think about Abigail?" The man spoke; I see white teeth winking at me.
"Abigail, Abigail Talbot. That sounds nice" My world spun, I am in supernatural.
I love the TV series, but who would want to be here? On the plus side I can see that we are pretty much wealthy and that Sam and Dean are so hot.
But on the negative side; monsters, demons, angels and so many creatures are swarming this world and my dear father in the nearest future is a pedophile.
I'm fucked are'nt I?
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