This choice: ...continue with boy/Mrs. Wilkes. • Go Back...Chapter #8...continue with boy/Mrs. Wilkes. by: IKANTRYT   Timothy Anderson was living a nightmare that just wouldn't end. It started some time after he went to bed. A bright light seemingly woke him up, but he couldn't move his body. He could look around and see that about half the town was in a large circular room standing stiffly and muttering to each other, only to be told by a metallic voice that they were part of a social experiment and would soon be returned to their homes.
After another flash of bright light he found himself back in his bed and was going to tell his mother about the nightmare he had, when she came in to wake him up for school, when he noticed she had a metallic collar on that he never saw before. Although her eyes looked worried, even panicky, she spoke and acted as if everything was normal. Worse, he couldn't tell her anything about the nightmare he just had. Weirder still, when he was brushing his teeth, he noticed that he was also wearing a collar.
At breakfast he saw that his five year old twin siblings, Jack and Jill, and even his ten month old baby brother Kyle also had collars. He fully expected to see his dad wearing one too if he hadn't left early for work. All except Kyle looked worried but were unable to say anything about their experience last night. Everyone acted the same, talked about some stupid show the twins liked (Timmy hated Dora the Explorer) mom made Timmy's bagged lunch, changed Kyle's diaper and ushered the kids into the minivan as if everything was normal. They were just pulling out of the driveway when something even stranger started happening. Timmy noticed that something weird was happening to his mom's head, like it was being turned into tiny Lego blocks. Then he noticed the same thing happening to him. He couldn't see his siblings horrified reaction behind him, although he did hear them continuing their non-stop arguement of "Am not!" and "Are too" just before his vision completely faded out.
Then his vision started fading in again, but he was no longer looking at his mother. He was staring into the horrified face of Tobey Wilkes, the class bully. He seemed to end up in a completely different car, allthough at his school oddly enough. Stranger still, he was sitting in the drivers seat and the seat belt felt real weird across his chest. Tobey also seemed a lot smaller than he remembered him. Timmy was actually looking down at him a little. On top of it all his cloethes and even his hands were completely different. Timmy wanted to scream and demand how Tobey had done this. Instead he calmly said "You have a good day in school today sweetheart." And kissed Tobey on the cheek. To which the terrified Tobey responded with "Thanks mommy. "Seeya after school." And lightly hopped out of the car as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
Timmy wanted to jump out of the car too. Instead he waved to the (now literally) little bully checked over his shoulder (catching a quick glimpse of some surprised and mismatched head and body people) waved to Tobey, put the car into gear and drove off into traffic.
Ordinarily Timmy would have been thrilled to drive, but he had absolutely no control of his (?!?) body. When glancing about to his uncertain destination he saw more confused and mismatched people. But only about half of them though. Timmy reluctantly had to acknowledge whose body he had below his neck. He wanted to cry but was too stunned to do so. Finally he pulled up to another school which he recognized as the local high school. He effortlessly backed the car into a parking space with the sign "Mrs. Wilkes" written on it.
Timmy finally climbed out of the car grabbing his briefcase and purse and discovered his body wore black two inch pumps along with the a navy coloured pant suit and white blouse. He had no problem walking in them and walked into the school past an assemblage of students and teachers all of whom possessed the same disbelieving look but only half of which possessed a mismatched body. He could immediately tell they were mismatched as all the girl bodies had boys heads and vice versa. What is happening here?. He thought to himself.
In the teachers lounge he fixed himself a coffee (cream with no sugar -- blech!!!) he spent the next little while before class discussing some nonsense about economics and a difficult student with a high school boy with red hair who possessed a rather old and frumpy woman's body from the neck down. Both of them sounded like the women their heads sat on and completely avoided talking about what was really on their minds.
Timmy then found himself going to a class and even lecturing the horrified students on economics. At one point he tried to write a note on the wall begging for help, but got no response from his students.
Walking out of the class he was approached by a fifteen year old girl who sported the head of a bearded and bald man. "Mrs. Wilkes, could I speak to you in private?" He/she said. And then in a lower voice "One of the teachers sent me a picture on my phone of his ...junk! "I don't know what to do." Timmy didn't know what to do either, but he found himself saying "Here, let's go into this empty classroom where we can talk freely."
Once inside the girl took out an iPad from her bag and showed the increasingly disturbed Timmy something he really didn't expect. It was a website. In the search engine were a series of odd symbols, numbers and letters. The man-girl in a very cool and authoritative manner told Timmy to "If you want to save yourself, your family and maybe even the World, you must press enter." Timmy felt something he never thought he'd feel ever again,hope, and he pressed "Enter".   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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