Beyond Reality- Part 1- The Search: Re-EditedBeep! Beep! Beep! "I need a #7." People pile in and out, taking orders and getting served within a matter of minutes.Beyond Reality- Part 1- The Search: Re-Edited by ventus25
"Afro! I need this order made now!" Someone screams from behind a register.
"Sorry. It will be right out.?" he replies back in a cool, collective voice, worry showing on his face. The rush starts to slow after much more yelling and apologies, from Afro, and soon, he is free to leave the sanctity of his job.
"Boy, am I happy to be leaving McDonalds!" He breaths out as he steps into the cold air of the night. "Thought I'd lose it in there." he adds, taking off his McDonalds hat to let his afro catch some wind.
"Excuse me sir, but may I have a moment of your time?" A man's voice calls out from behind him.
Turning around to see a tall man in a suit with sunglasses on, "Depends. What do you need?" he asks, then adds in, "Are you apart of some type of security team for the government?" referring to the clothes that he is weiring.
Stepping close to him, the man in the suit say
AddictionThis addictionAddiction by ventus25
Is coming over me
Swallowing me up
In the red sea
I scream and shout
Looking for a way out
But still trying to find
Some money to stay
Out of my mind
In my life
Since it was them
Who had to deal with
My drugged out mind
Beyond Reality- Prologue: Re-EditedWoosh... The whirl of wind gently passes through the lush green fields of Hyrule.Beyond Reality- Prologue: Re-Edited by ventus25
Nudge. Nudge. "Stop that Epona." A sweat female voice whispers through Epona's neck, cradled in her hands. "That tickles."
The sounds of a keyboard echo through a room. Images fly off a computer and a radar shows a single dot.
"Come on Epona, let's go for a walk." She says in a dreamy voice.
Boom! "How's she holding up?" A scientist asks charging into the room, his lab coat flapping about like a cloud. A clip board in his hand hangs lazily showing a long, boring day of work.
"Completely stable. She's doing better than most of the other subjects. A yawn breaks out of his lips. Rubbing his blood shot eyes, he continues, "By this point all the others de-synced completely from the system." He finishes, pulling his legs off the chair next to him.
Wakling over to put his hand on the back of the others chair, he says, "Well she's very different. It makes her perfect testing this program. Less risks and no possib