Chapter 1: Chapter 1
i felt like something was weird about that night. and i was right. i awoke to the feeling of someone playing with my hair, and a voice said: "there you go, sweetie."
I opened my eyes to see my dad smiling at me. "How are you doing today?" he asked.
"Fine," I said, scooting closer to him. "But I think you were playing with my hair last night." I said, grinning.
He laughed, removing his hand from my hair. "No, hon. You're just a terrible sleeper in general." He said. "I was playing with your hair because I was worried that you'd wake up with knots all over your head."
I blinked. And then I blinked some more. "You were worried about me?" I asked, a little choked up. Because why would he be worried about me?
My dad smiled and nodded. "I'm always worried when you don't sleep well." He added. "But you know I don't like to talk about it."
"I know," I said. ¨i also know that this isn´t real.¨My dad chuckled. "It feels pretty real to me." He said. "In fact, I don't remember much of anything about last night."
"Well, I do." I said. we sat for a while. then he said: "oh, hey. Your mom is coming home tomorrow. Want to go out to lunch together before she gets here?"
"Sure," I said, happily. I was starving and didn't have any plans for the day.
We went and had lunch at a local restaurant. During our meal, we talked about everything. I started to feel like I was back in high school. We even talked about some of our old classes and teachers. It was like none of it mattered. but what really did´nt matter was this fake reality i was living. ¨well guys,it´s been fun, but i got to get back to real life.¨ i pulled out my weapon on them as they stared. ¨but remember, nothing in this world is real. Nothing.¨
They both nodded. "We'll never forget," my dad said.
"Neither will I," my mom said.
I looked down at my plate. I couldn't look at them. I felt like I was going to throw up. I shot the two of them before they turned into rotted dream demons or something. and then shot myself to wake up. the time on the clock said 6:00 am. and I was sweating. i had no idea what had happened that night, but i was in a room i did´nt recognize, but in walked two villains and a hero that i did recognize. turns out joker escaped us and went on to free some of the DC characters that were being held captive in some place. he had killed some guy named mr.orange and went on to kidnap me and take me to this strange room. i had questions and they had answers i was tied up in a chair with my weapon on a far off table.
harley had alerted joker that i had woken up. she stood by the door in a horrible camo outfit. batman was just watching me. making sure i did´nt make any moves i suppose. i knew i was in for quite the war.