1 The First Shift

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Entry No. 1

Today has been an absolute mess.

I mean, I literally lost everything I've ever known, and suddenly I'm on another world.

I just hope tomorrow isn't any worse.

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Today started just as normal as any other day, with my mother waking me up to get me ready for the first day of college.

"Wake up, it's your first day of college." My mother quietly said, softly shaking me awake.

"Give me five more minutes mom..." I grumbled, still half asleep.

My mother shot me a semi-serious glare. "You said the same thing an hour ago. Now get up and get ready before I pour some cold water on you."

My eyes shot open at the threat of being doused with cold water. "Anything but the cold water!" I said, immediately getting out of bed.

If there's one thing I know about my mother, she follows through on what she says.

"Threats always seem to get you up the fastest." My mother said with a laugh.

"Yeah, because I know that you'll enjoy seeing me suffer through whatever cruel torture you come up with!" I shot back, annoyed at the fact that she is taking enjoyment out of my suffering.

"You know me so well." She said with a smile.

"I wish I didn't..." I grumbled half-heartedly.

She just laughed at my statement.

"We both know that's a lie." She said jovially.

I just glared at her, and she glared back.

"Now get ready before I follow through on my threats." She said in a serious tone of voice, walking out of my room.

I shivered at the declaration since I knew she would.

And so I spent the next 10 or so minutes getting ready for my first day of college.

It was rather rushed, but I was ready quite quickly, only looking at the clock after I was done.

It was 7:30, and the classes started at 8:15.

I headed downstairs, deciding to ask my mom why she woke me up so early.

"Mom! Why did you wake me up so early?" I said, very slightly annoyed that I missed out on 20 minutes of sleep.

"Because I know that you either wake up either early or really, really late." She said in a flat tone of voice.

I had no response to the answer since I knew that she was right.

So I responded the only way I knew how when I had no answer:

I walked away.

-30 minutes later-

The last 30 minutes went by in a blur since I just browsed social media for some random things. Which I will not mention.

I left my house and began walking to my local college, which was only a 10-minute walk from my house.

And then everything went wrong.

One moment I was walking down the familiar street I had grown up on, and the next I was standing in a very unfamiliar forest.

"What the fuck?" I said in both disbelief and confusion.

I looked around to see if I saw anything that would show me where the hell I was, but all I saw were more trees.

And then I heard rustling from a nearby bush.

I turned towards the rustling bush and saw something I was not prepared to see:

It was a squirrel, but it was the creepiest squirrel I had ever seen.

It was a mix of several things, all of which shouldn't mix.

It had the head of an alligator, dove wings for whatever reason, paws that had fingers that were extended past the point of logical biology, and finally, everything else was seemingly squirrel-like.

Until it laid its eyes upon me.

I was frozen in shock at the reveal of the creature, and it dulled my reaction time to nonexistent levels.

So I nearly ended up getting mauled by a weird 'squirrel-thing'.

Nearly being a very important word in that sentence due to the fact that it got swallowed by a spider.

In one bite.

Now if there's one animal I liked, it would definitely be either snakes or spiders.

And it seems that spiders are quickly making me more and more inclined to prefer them over snakes.

I looked towards the 'spider', and noted one thing about it: It was GIGANTIC. and fuzzy.

I mean it was almost as tall as I was, and I'm over 5 feet tall.

It was also pure white, which only seemed to make it seem cooler.

I looked at the spider and figured out that it was most likely purely spider, and based on how it hasn't attacked me it was some species of tarantula.

I could only say one thing about the situation:

"What in the everliving fuck is going on?" I said in a mix of mostly confusion along with a bit of fear.

I didn't get an answer.

I shook my head to get rid of any unnecessary ideas so that I could focus on what was happening at the moment.

I looked towards the spider, looked at the forest, and thought back to the weird 'squirrel'.

"I don't think I'm in Kansas anymore." I said in resignation.

The words registered the moment I had said them, and the realization truly hit me like freight train.

I looked at the ground, trying not to have a mental breakdown.

And I was failing miserably.

"Okay, so I'm stranded in the middle of the woods with no idea how to survive in the wilderness. This is just great!" I exclaimed in obviously fake happiness, with a very fake smile on my face.

The smile was quickly erased with a glance back to the spider and replaced with a look of fear and depression.

"I'm gonna die." I cried, slumping to the ground and holding my head in my hands.

The spider stayed completely still, not making a single sound.

In my depression-induced madness, I decided to ask the spider a single question:

"How am I gonna survive here?"

I expected no response from the spider, but instead, I got the shock of a lifetime.

"You adapt." The spider rumbled in the deepest tone I have ever heard.

I just stared at the spider slack-jawed.

It was several minutes later that I was able to form a coherent idea of what to say.

"What." I said.

"Adapt." The spider rumbled once more.

And that was when my brain decided that it had had enough and forced me to faint.

And today had just started.

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