Magic Box

CONTINUATION TO Mr. Anubis (le click!)

It is very dark. I don't know where I am. I vaguely remember myself plunging to the ground, but beyond that, I can't seem to recall anything.

I reach out in front of me. Empty space.
I wave my arms around, trying to feel anything.
But there is nothing there.

I start walking forward, arms extended. After a few seconds of walking blindly, I feel a flat, smooth object. I swipe my hand over it, and realize that it is a wall. I feel a small protrusion a few inches to the right. Ah, a light switch. I flip it.

A fluorescent bulb lights up the room.

I am surprised when I see Jim Carrey sitting on a chair in the far end of the room. He is wearing an orange Hawaiian shirt with floral print. His hair is perfectly coiffed upward, with a swirly end, like Jimmy Neutron's.

I immediately think,"Ohh, it's Ace Ventura!"

He is sitting cross-legged, just staring at me, with a goofy grin.

It takes me a few moments to realize that he isn't moving at all. I take baby steps towards him, trying not to make a sound. He looks like a mannequin.

I am now standing in front of him. I wave my hand in his face. He doesn't blink.

I start to turn away when...

"SHIKAKA!!"

He yells this so loudly and so unexpectedly that I am taken aback and I go, "Wh-? Ahh! This is a dream!"

I go lucid. I rub my hands and the surroundings become really vivid.

"PSYCH!! You're dreaming! Nananananana batman!"

I smile when he says this. Nice, my DC knows it's a dream.

"Can I leave?" I ask.

"Sure," he says, "Just do me a favor."

"What?" I say.

"Can you summon Adam Levine?" he starts, "I need him... for... reasons."

I laugh.

"I'll try" I say.

I close my eyes and imagine Adam Levine materializing in front of me.

I open one eye to see, but it doesn't seem to be working.

"Try harder. Owowowowowowo!" Ace says, tapping his palm on his mouth repeatedly, like a Native Indian.

I close my eyes again, and try to summon Adam Levine once more.

While my eyes are closed, I start to see blobs of different colors. I also see patterns of lines and curves, forming different shapes I can't yet recognize.

I am so fascinated by them, that I just stare in awe. I start to forget what I was supposed to do in the first place.

As I enjoy the sights, I don't notice myself losing lucidity.

I end up drifting off into a couple on non-lucids, before I finally wake up to my alarm.


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I shall forever spend my life walking the Earth, wondering what Ace Ventura would have done to (with?) Adam Levine if I had successfully summoned him.

I still remember the non-lucids I had after this, but I have decided not to journal them here... for... reasons.



Haha. x)