Perceptional - Pt 8: In a strange place
**In a spatially and chronologically unspecified setting** A faint reddish light filtered through a dark tinted window onto the bare floor. It barely bounced enough to illuminate its surroundings, keeping somewhat visible only a small rectangular...
Perceptional - Pt 7: Closing a door
**Peter** Morning came, the Sun somehow finding its way through the window, beaming straight at Peter's face. The mustelid grumbled awake, trying to remember if he had anything special to do today. Nothing came to mind. Sitting straight, he realized...
Perceptional - Pt 6: Hodgepodge Fix'er Upper
**Lucas** That couldn't have gone worse. Lucas hadn't meant to be so hard on the poor guy. It's just that it really _did_ freak him out. But, that's not much of an excuse isn't it? He remembered that the last few "tests" really put him on edge. It...
Perceptional - Pt 5: Over the reaction
**Mark** It had been three days since he arrived. By extension, it had been three days since Lucas, his new roommate, developed the ability to predict people's thoughts. These three days had been fascinating. He'd spent all of his time with the brown...
Perceptional - Pt 4: Are you the doorman?
Morning came. All of his effort was for naught. Whoever was here would be miles away. Peter kicked a nearby tree in frustration, suddenly grateful for having put on boots before heading out. It had been a couple of hours since it happened, and he had...
Perceptional - Pt 3: Color me shocked
**Lucas** In his dreams, Lucas saw colors. He saw colors and nothing else. He didn't see shapes, he didn't see forms, he didn't see the borders between the colors, even though he could tell they didn't exactly blend into each other. In fact, he...
Perceptional - Pt 2: Jaildoor
**Jale** _CHOP_ _CHOP_ _CHOP_ Across the pine forest echoed the sound of axe meeting wood in a steady rhythm. Tucked away in a small clearing stood a log house, from which the sound emanated. Behind said house stood Jale, repeatedly striking at a...
Perceptional - Pt 1
As the first rays of morning light spilled over the horizon, a blue bird perched itself on a window frame, unremarkable among many. Its song made its way inside the apartment, unfortunately lost to its currently lone sleeping inhabitant. Today was...