Glimpse

Then there was a third beep, she looked at the computer intent that it was about to explode, only to see a word being typed across the screen, it read, "illusion," naomis was confused, she looked at the keboard and the typed, " Illusion?" she entered the text, the computer whirred. Again there was a beep, followed by a the response, " Life is an illusion of the subconsious," there was a pause " For one reality is lost." naomi typed in " who is the one that reality is lost..?" she hit enter, there was yet another pause, " the queen...." then it stopped. " who is the queen?" she asked, but there was no response. Naomi blinked, and as she opened her eyes she saw that the screen had returned to normal. She shut off the computer.

9:10 AM

Naomi was confused but not scared ,she was tough she had grown up in the city, when she was only a small child at the age ten she had gotten in a car crash that had her in a coma for three months, she had been though everything, broken bones, cuts and scrapes, several times she even needed stitches, she though she had seen it all but this, this was somthing different this had made her stomach twist in knots like never befor even in the most intense of situations.

She wasn't really sure what action to take, should she call the cops, or lay low, maybe just dismiss it like it was an accident, or some kind of mistake, or what if it was some kind of twisted stalker slash serial killer type person, intent on destroying lives because they wanted revenge on a deceased relative. Naomi smiled, she knew her imagination was just getting the best of her. She picked up the remote to the television and pressed the power button. "... two days agoAmerican Airlines flight number 187 has dissapeared somewhere over the pacific ocean, on route to Hawaii. the experts are claiming that the dissapearence was due to the plane crashing because of an engine failure. The conclusion cannot be made official though because none of the plane, or its passengers have been found." Naomi stared at the screen, great another bermuda triangle style plane dissapearence, I've lost count already, thats gotta be the fourth this month. Everyones becomeing to afraid to fly, the airports are gonna go outta business. "Now stick around because up next is good day live."

11:45 AM

The day was almost at its peak, it was fifteen minutes to noon, Naomi turned off the shower faucet and stepped out to the cold tile floor of her bathroom. She was higher up than most of the sorrounding buildings, she had a beautiful view of the city but kept the blinds closed in most of the rooms, this was partly because of her fear of hights,though keeping the blinds in the bathroom shut was mearly common sense.

Naomi stepped into her room wrapped tighly in a bathrobe, and closed the door. She walked over to her dresser and opened one of the draws, only to discover a letter with nothing written on the outside whatsoever. She picked it up examining it, then with her index finger she tore it open and pulled out the piece of paper resting inside, it read, "goodbye." Naomi looked down at where she had found the letter only to see another identicle one of which she was sure had not been there before, she closed the door hoping her eyes had been playing tricks on her. She then slowly opened it once more, Naomi stared in shock at the hundreds and hundreds of letters that spilled out of the draw, that was filled with clothes not moments ago.