Part 1 of Dim the Scene (In the Description!)
0Let me tell you about Marty. Where to start? Marty was seventeen, and a Senior at Sodelle High. He wasn’t the most popular kid by far, but at least he was one of the most envied. Marty was what some people referred to as a “slacker”. He never showed up to class on time, but he had this whole “bad boy” reputation that everyone in a way, admired. He wasn’t as lonely as you may assume however, he had a girlfriend who, despite all odds, stuck with all of Marty’s antics and even got him out of trouble on a nearly daily basis. He was even in a rock band. As you can tell, Marty had got it pretty good in his special way. On a particular day, Marty did the routine for him that everyone had come to accept about him. He came in half an hour late, got the lowest passing grade, and went to band practice. Yet, Marty couldn’t shake off something that happened on his ride into school. As he rolled down the street, he noticed the park seemed oddly empty. At least, more empty than he remembered from days prior. Almost as if trees that had been standing for decades suddenly were ripped out of the ground and filled in to remove the evidence of any nature being there. It stayed with him until the third period, which he was forty-five minutes late to, of course. When he figured he was just seeing things and moved on to History class, but then it repeated itself once again! His teacher, Mrs. Bea, (but most people called her by her first name: “Evelin”) wasn’t there. It was some random guy continuing the lesson. Marty figured it was a substitute and Evelin was just sick, not the case. If it were, why hadn’t the “substitute” wrote his name on the board? When Marty began to ask around his classmates and his girlfriend about Evelin, they all looked at him like he was making up a fictional teacher for a joke. Marty had no idea what was going on and went insane trying to decipher why things keep going missing. Until band practice, he had no more leads on the investigation, but something about the band having a completely different name and them not having a bassist seemed like a good example of how wrong things are. Marty even canceled his plans with his girlfriend that evening, he was too afraid that maybe things were just changing when he got involved and didn’t want her to disappear too. Still, with no rhyme or reason presented to him, Marty ended up staying in his room, away from his parents. He figured maybe this was all some bad dream. A long, very real, horrifying, stress-inducing, dream. So, maybe he just needed to sleep, and he’d be good, right? However, that night, Marty went to sleep, and never woke up. . .
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