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A death is recorded and a soul is transferred to another. Unexpected and unpredicted begins to occur and a search for the happening is embarked on. It’s only in fantasies that such occurs I think. Why’d a soul be transferred? What’s the cause of the mark on the dead? Who is behind all this? Read on to get a front row of the mystery that takes place and how it’d be solved that’s if it is.

Bonfrey_Imafidon · Sci-fi
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TRANSFER II

"Good morning" is what I wake up to coming from no one but the pain I feel in my head. "How'd I get here, what happened?" I soliloquize within me because I don't recall coming in my car nor opening my door to get to my bed. I quickly pick up my phone to check the time but I'm more surprise at the date than the time. It seems I've lost the memory of how I spent a week of my life.

I think I was at the morgue 15th of February 2021. I think. But this is 21ST of February 2021. "What the heck is going on?" I think I thought.

I roll down from my bed and off to the shower. I quickly get my clothes on without caring the appearance of the cloth because I have to sort out what is going on with me. On my way to the living room to get my car keys so I can go to the morgue since that's where I recall I was last, I am welcomed with the shock of my life. My television is on which i still have no idea about, but that's not the shock. Guess what date is visible in CNN? It's 21ST of May 2025.

With awe accompanied with shock, I swiftly pull my phone from my pocket to make sure what I'm seeing in the television is different from what my phone showed me. I find myself falling flat in the sofa because the date in CNN correspond with the date on my phone. "How can this be?" I'm thinking within myself. "I need to get out of this house to find out what's wrong with me" I say aloud to myself.

I run downstairs to my car and I quickly powered the ignition and zoom off my garage. On the street of Detroit everything still looks the same. There's nothing that point to 2025. I find myself quickly pulling up by the side of the road because of the sharp migraine that seems like my brain is being evicted from my skull. How the radio in my car got on I don't know. I think I put it on but I'm not sure I did because I'm not sure of anything anymore. The voice coming from the radio I'm still not sure of how it got on is that of Liz the news caster from WXYT-FM (97.1 FM) where she is about giving the headline of the news but have to give the date of the news and she says "this is the news at 9am on the 26th of March 2030". On hearing this I quickly jump off the car to check my phone and it confirms the date given by Liz. I think I find myself running on the street as will every person that claims to be sane. I don't think anyone else is observing what I'm observing so I had to ask the date from pedestrians who also confirms my observations but they are not bothered by the changes nor are they affected my it because they're not aware of it or probably I'm seeing things.

I took to the street running to my office without my car because i think it became obvious to me that I'm running psycho. Still on my race to the office, I hear a voice in my head like I whisper saying "come to me". That's all I recall before I find myself at the roof of a building with a man that looks like me standing before me at the edge of the roof. I think I walk there or so because there's no scientific explanation for any of this. The only explanation I can think about is the universe against my every being.

Still in shock of everything that's happened to me today, I heard the other lookalike say "you're me, I'm you, you're us, and we're you. Keep it safe, she's coming for you". I think the only thing that left my lips is "she?" when I think my eyes got opened.