A Story Unnamed part 3

After showering and dressing in the appointed clothing, black slacks with a quarter break on the legs, dress shoes, a burgundy colored silk dress shirt, and a black jacket.  Something I would never wear if it had been up to me, you see I am a Blue jean and tee-shirt kinda guy, don’t get me wrong I work in the business world  as clinical admin and dress in slacks and a polo shirt every day of the week. Somehow, I just never feel comfortable in clothing like this. I found myself standing in front of a rather extravagant full-length mirror, I was astonished to find the suit that I was wearing was almost perfectly tailored to me except a bit tight around the midsection, everything looked perfect on me with the exception for my damp tangled hair that went down to my mid back . I looked around the bathroom for a brush but to my disbelief I found nothing, I gave up put me hands on the sink rattled off to myself "All this expensive stuff and no brush or comb to be found how delightful". 

A Story Unnamed Part 2

I awoke to true darkness the likes of which I have tried for years to achieve in my small two-bedroom apartment but to no avail, you would be surprised how many small light are floating in the blackness once the main light go out. I knew the moment I awoke, it was not a dream the thread count alone gave it away way, too rich for my blood or maybe I am too cheap to buy silk sheets.  As I lay motionless in this foreign place I tried to listened to the sounds of the building the people walking about and the city outside anything to tell me where I am.  A heart wrenching feeling hit my like the weight of semi truck,

A Story Unnamed Part 1

Last night I laid awake as usual being a recovering insomniac means, there are still night I just cannot sleep for one reason or another. I waded out of my bed to the sound of a crash in the living room swearing my cats name as I opened the door of my room.  I walked rather clumsily down the hall tripping on hard object falling to the floor as Mina darted past me without her typical I did not do it look.  I found the object by my feet it was a black scabbard, leather made the chape and mouth branded in silver the hilt of the sword covered in a hand woven black cloth.