rainbow mechanium episode 1-page 1

She shivered, turning her head from one side to another, it felt like as if she was drowning, her strength began to wane then she was awake. She gazed around as if daring an unforeseen intruder. It was still dark, a sound had woken her, a familiar noise. Anytime she had nightmare she usually woke at the dawn of morning. Coughing! She made to stand up, suddenly dizzy she fell back, her head throbbing as a sharp pain pierced her it came from a slight discoloration on her arm from where blood oozed, it hurt badly. She grinned as she returned back to her position. Feeling the need to take her prescription, she made to stand again & slowly this time, she made it. Moving gently towards the bedside stool, she rubbed her hand upon it searching. A metallic noise was heard, she lifted it up close to her eyes, she hissed it was just the wooden clock, she had wished it was her glasses. The wooden clock was a masterpiece it was made entirely of wood but releases a metallic noise when touched, the glasses on the other hand were like thermometer, they respond easily to heat or cold & both where made by her genius husband. She shrugged as she dismissed the thoughts of her husband, shutting the bedroom door behind her, she made for the parlor where she had left her glasses. She reached for her favorite chair. Sitting down gently she bent & picked her glasses, she loved leaving it on the floor but on days like this she usually regrets such choice. Lifting it up she puts it on, that's weird but what was?. Looking at her wooden clock, its 11pm. she shut her eyes, so much for wishing it where morning, standing up knowing she had much to do come morning she heads for the bedroom, on a second thought she decides to head outside. Shutting the door firmly behind her, she paused taking in the scenery, her village had no robber, thieves but people do tend to avoid the village because of its backwardness. Satisfied she turns & heads back, her hand starts hurting opening it up the wooden clock fell making a metallic noise as it hits the ground. She didn't realize she had being grasping it a bit to tight. Bending slightly, all the thought came rushing back. Yes! When she had woken what she had felt wasn't drowning she wasn't afraid of water. It must have being something else, the discoloration on her arm was from what, its too big an insect bite, the weird feeling in the parlor when she touched her glasses, & what was she searching for when she woke? She being lost in thought forgetting she had being stooping for a while fell, the glasses bouncing off her eyes as her bottom made impact with ground. Seething with anger, she crawled & picked up her glasses & wooden clock. Once in her hand, it struck her the answers she seek, but they were more scary than the question. The wooden clock metallic sound had awaken her, someone must have touched it, her glasses had being hot when she touched it, this means someone no they were more than one had being in her house that night, they must have injected her with something hence the discoloration on her arm but what were they seeking?, lifting her head, the light was blinding, everywhere was bright as day. Xparkling options