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DEATH.
When life for Adrian Taylor was fading and his inner eyes, the eyes that focused from his soul, were already dazzled by the shining way ahead (was the brilliance approaching him, or was he approaching it? he wondered in a detached way,) when his scant twenty-seven years were drawing to a close, something occurred that halted the untimely rush. Something, in fact, that not only saved him from death but altered the entire course of his future life...














PART ONE

In which a chosen party
defy laws of human biology
and learn of things they
never thought possible














CHAPTER: first




The dim flickering light accompanied by the monotonous drone of the emergency power nagged at the senses of Adrian Taylor's respective sensors. He decided that it was an altogether irritating experiance. He closed his eyes to shield the disturbance. The electrical resonance persisted.
It became suddenly apparant that Adrian knew nothing of where he was or how he got there. He had spent what felt like an age drifting from semi-conciousness to an other-worldly vegetable state, consisting of the cosmic abyss. His arm was sandwiched between the nape of his neck and what felt like a singed coat of fur..





I'll continue later

The dim flickering light accompanied by the monotonous drone of the emergency power nagged at the senses of Adrian Taylor's respective sensors. He decided that it was an altogether irritating experiance. He closed his eyes to shield the disturbance. The electrical resonance persisted.
It became suddenly apparant that Adrian knew nothing of where he was or how he got there. He had spent what felt like an age drifting from semi-conciousness to an other-worldly vegetable state, consisting of the cosmic abyss. His arm was sandwiched between the nape of his neck and what felt like a singed coat of fur.
With his eyes still closed Adrian attempted to shift his forearm, immediately rousing a searing pain throughout his entire body. It felt like every 'sense' within his body was being stimulated with an intense scolding. He relaxed his muscles. The pain ceased, like boiling water left to cool, the bubbles, like butterflies, dancing within his bloodstream.
"Ouch"
Adrian remained static, waiting for the burning to come to a complete stop. He drowsily opened both eyes. In front of him was the back of a transport chair. Was he on a train? An Aeroplane? Adrian wanted... needed... to look around, discover the content of his current situation, but he daren't move, the concentrated agonizing concequence of what happened before prevented him from doing anything.
I must have been involved in an accident
Adrian peered from the corner of his eyes, to the left of him was a rounded 'portal' style window. The shutter was down. To the right was what Adrian made out to be a human, perhaps a human carcass. He braved his insticts and decided to open the shutter to the window, this time using his free arm. As his hand uncurled, he dropped something to the ground, something small. Adrian dismissed it as unimportant and leant across to the window, the shutter stubborn but eventually gave in and opened to reveal a sheet of nigh-time darkness. This didn't help him at all.


[Look Out for Tommorrow's Installment]

A noise behind him, somebody else? He decided he would attempt to stand, his drowsy mind protesting at the thought. Adrian tried to pull himself up from his seat, his legs tensing but without consequence, he barely moved. It was as if something was holding him back, resisting his attempts of activating himself.
Am I.… paralysed?
Adrian felt his heart make a solid thudding beat followed by a hesitation, and then continue at a greater tempo. What had happened here? And where was he? He rapidly grew more apprehensive towards his current situation, not knowing what to do. Adrian, with his left hand, gripped the end of the arm rest to lever himself to his feet, but his lower body would not comply. He looked down at himself and saw the solution; he was harnessed to his seat by a safety belt.
“Ha”
A wave of relief drenched his apprehension; a large portion of his worries had been deleted, and he briefly forgot about what was happening.
The dim red lights continued to flicker and hum, illuminating floating particles of dust and dead cells, forming a visible cloud at the ceiling of the transport vessel. Several insects had taken a liking to the solitary light and had formed a gathering, discussing nothing of interest.
The belt released, without resistance, and Adrian immediately, but warily, rose from his nest. His quadriceps stiff from the lack of motion endured. It felt slightly painful but at the same time reliving, his muscles beginning to loosen. The pain caused by the movement in his right arm had dissipated altogether now, and he was free to move it without struggle.
As Adrian had stood he became sensitive to the surrounding temperature. It was humid, stuffy and an incredibly musky scent filled the vessel. He glanced over the head-rest of the chair in front of him. It was inhabited, scarcely, with about ten human bodies, unconscious or maybe asleep, including the body next to him.

When life for Adrian Taylor was fading and his inner eyes, the eyes that focused from his soul, were already dazzled by the shining way ahead (was the brilliance approaching him, or was he approaching it? he wondered in a detached way,) when his scant twenty-seven years were drawing to a close, something occurred that halted the untimely rush. Something, in fact, that not only saved him from death but altered the entire course of his future life...

^ Thats very very nicely written... The rest is also very good... but some important aspects aren't present. Erm... mainly descriptions... use more clauses to add more detail and etc... erm... Also develop the character.. Reader won't feel too connected to Adrian because they don't know anything about him... background/appearance and etc.... unless all of this is to come in the next installment.

Wow thanks for the look NukLeus. Yeah i was going to get to describing that in a particular way, it's all part of my master plan.

Aww...I think I know what you're going to do...it's hard to pull off...
But anyways..I'm looking forward to reading this...you're very talented..

Hmm... you have influenced me to write a story... mine wont be as good as yours but yeah.. i could see a few words in there not spelt correctly.. erm grammar could have been better BUT nice nice...

experience* you spelt it like this: experiance..


.... thats a sort of mistake IDE make..:)