Abel "Abe" Parker
Abel didn't really "wake up." He was suddenly awake after sleeping, aware of his surroundings. No, he'd done that thousands of times... but this was a foreign feeling. It was as if he was in some kind of trance, and slowly regained consciousness from the land of the dazed. He sighed as he slowly opened his eyes to what lay beneath him. Normally, he would open his eyes and see the black pillowcase on his bed... not this time. The surface beneath him felt rough and crude against his bare chest. As he slowly lifted his head, he saw brown carpet underneath him.
He felt a cold sensation and saw that his arm was hanging off the carpet, resting against the cold wooden floor. Altogether, his senses rushed together and his adrenaline spiked. He put his hand on the ground hoisted himself up to his knees, but only made it that far, as he stumbled to the left and fell against a bed that was not his own. His arms felt like he'd just finished bench-pressing a thousand pounds, and the rest of his body mirrored that soreness. His chest heaved as the feeling of this foreign setting finally crept into him.
What was happening to him? He was tall and strong, but in that moment he felt small and weak. He heaved himself to the bed with a groan, his long bangs falling into his face. He swept them back and looked around the unfamiliar room, the window glaring light in his face. The feeling of anxiety switched to fear as he saw that his face in the mirror. It was like it finally clicked everything into place. This is really happening.
"Mom!" He shouted, but no response came. He marched over to the closed door and tried to open it but it was locked. "Emily! Erin!" He shouted, then waited for the voice of either of his little sisters to answer. Of course, it never came. He turned back to the window, but then his breath caught for a moment. No, it wasn't a window. At first glance it'd seemed like it, but it was really just a panel of light.
Abel swallowed, his brow slumping as he felt the fear rise in his throat. His ears caught the sound of a faint click. He turned and saw the door tilt open by just a hair. His brow creased and he marched toward it, shoving it open with all 180 pounds of his body, bursting into the pristine white hallway.
He looked to his right and horrible pain hit his forehead, causing him to drop to his knees with a groan of pain. A series of 1's and 0's flashed through his head and then he saw an image of himself, kneeling on the ground, like a camera looking down at him. The pain and the image faded and he breathed heavily in relief. He looked to his left and saw another guy down the hallway. "Hey!" He shouted. "Hey! Where in God's name am I?!"
@Jinxer
