家庭老师的姐姐

Unbeknownst to mankind, the world was slowly changing as the days passed and the timer in the black sky approached its destined time.

The world was getting bigger as roads, buildings, and anything else that showed human influence were being destroyed as green life became more abundant.

It was unfortunate that no one was able to witness this because if they had, they would have been able to observe or tell that the world appeared to be returning to its primitive state and slowly evolving.

And the humans, the \'superior\' beings and \'rulers\' of the land they call themselves were unable to see this scene because they were all trapped and asleep inside a transparent crystal filled with a strange blue liquid that appeared to be changing something in them.

It is unclear what it was changing and whether humans would still be able to keep their place and adapt to whatever happens when the timers stop.

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[??? POV],

Ugh.

\'What is this slimy feeling?\' I thought as I tried to open my eyes but failed to.

If this happened to someone else, that person might be freaking out right now, but not me.

Not because I was cool, but because I couldn\'t.

So, even though I was experiencing these strange things, particularly the slimy sensation around my body and the inability to open my eyes, I was mostly curious, not afraid or scared.

I\'d been told since I was a child that I had Alexithymia.

A condition marked by a lack of feelings and regarded as an inability to express feelings.

Simply put, I am unable to feel emotions, or more correctly, I am unable to feel and express them effectively.

I\'m not sure when it started, but other than when I\'m with my family, I\'m incapable of feeling emotions, and even when I\'m with my family, the emotions I feel are weak.

I can\'t feel my emotions, but that doesn\'t mean I don\'t still have any.

It\'s just weak.

I\'ve tried a lot of things to feel an emotion, but all my efforts and even the top 10 horror films in trending were futile, so I gave up trying to feel them and treasured the little weak ones I can still feel before I lose my emotions completely.

\'I wonder what it\'s like to be afraid,\' I thought as I heard what sounded like a crack around me.

Confused and curious, I tried to move the body I couldn\'t move before and was surprised to see that I could move now, despite feeling weak.

I tried to feel my surroundings with my hands, ignoring the slimy sensation that increased as I moved my body.

The sounds of something breaking and cracking increased as I touched what appeared to be a tough, smooth, yet delicate surface. I then tried to push "it" away.

I didn\'t pay it any attention and kept pushing until the surface I was pushing finally "opened".

Immediately after I "opened" it, I experienced a sense of suffocation.

I rushed to get my head out of whatever I was opening because the feeling of being suffocated was too uncomfortable, and I fell as soon as I did.

Though I was perplexed as to why I \'fell,\' I moved my hands to wipe whatever was on my face and tried to open my eyes.

Though it did not open immediately, I could feel it slowly opening.

But when I finally opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was able to make my normally expressionless face show surprise.

\'Damn,\' I thought as I looked around at the scene in front of me.

\'I just closed my eyes for a second, and the next thing I see is a forest?\' I was perplexed, confused, and surprised by what I saw in front of me.

The best phrase to use in this situation is \'A forest in a city.\'

It was like a hybrid of the forest and city life.

The scene was difficult to describe.

It appeared that the world had returned to a time when green life was abundant.

The skyscrapers and residential buildings all had traces of green life.

To put it simply, the world I was seeing right now appeared to be vibrant and primitive.

It was incredible.

I was about to resume my observation when I heard a crack a few meters away from me.

Turning my head in the direction of the sound, I noticed a girl a few years younger than me inside what appeared to be a transparent crystal filled with a strange bright blue liquid.

Looking at the crystal again, I realized that the slimy sensation I had before was caused by the strange blue liquid because I could see it all over me, and behind me was the same transparent crystal.

​ \'Looks like I came out from there as well,\' I thought as I turned my gaze to the girl in the transparent crystal, curious as to why they were there in the first place, why we were inside, and why the surroundings had turned this way.

As I watched the crack on the transparent crystal slowly widen, I noticed the girl\'s body in the crystal moving a little.

\'Looks like she\'s about to come out,\' I thought as I moved closer to her and waited.

Like me, I could tell she wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn\'t, so she tried to move her body again, and when she realized she could, she kept banging the crystal from inside, causing the cracks to grow larger until she was finally able to get out, or more accurately, fall out because the blue liquid pushed her out with it.

Unlike me, she began breathing in and out quickly to catch her breath and possibly relieve the suffocating sensation before finally calming down and wiping the remaining blue liquid from her face as she tried to open her eyes.

When she did, I was the first to speak, saying;

"What was it like inside?"

I inquired out of pure curiosity.

But the response I received was unexpected because she screamed as she tried to get away from me without even looking at me when she heard my voice.

I stared blankly in her direction, confused.

Turning around to face me when she was a little further away, she asked in a high-pitched voice and with an expression I assume was anger;

"Hey! Why did you do that?"

Confused by what she said, I asked back in a flat voice devoid of emotions, though I was really curious inside saying;

"What have I done?"

When she heard what I said, she looked like she was about to burst, her cheeks puffing up as she struggled to control whatever emotion she was experiencing as she spoke again, saying;

"Why did you sneak up on me like that?" She asked again, this time in a calmer tone than before.

Hearing what she said, I wondered what she meant when she said I crept up on her, but since that was what caused her to yell for no reason, I decided to apologize so I could ask my question in peace again, even though I did not mean it because I believe I did nothing wrong.

\'Is talking to her right after she regained her senses creepy? But my sister does it all the time when I wake up from sleep and I don\'t react like that,\' I thought because I was still curious about what I did against her, but I still asked the question I was most curious about.

"Sorry," I started my speech with before adding;

"I just wanted to ask you a question after you came out of the crystal," I explained before asking her;

"That\'s why I asked how it felt inside, so how did it feel?" I asked, the latter part of my question rushed because I was tired of all this talking.

Long conversations were never really my thing.

After hearing what I had to say, she crossed her arms across her chest and replied;

"With a flat voice like that, you\'re not being honest with your apologies, are you?" She stated.

\'It\'s not my fault that I have a flat voice,\' I thought as I continued to listen to her.

"And what do you mean when you said, \'How did I feel inside.... OH MY GOD!!!\'"

She was about to ask a question when she suddenly became aware of her surroundings for the first time.

\'What a slow girl,\' I thought as I observed the surroundings with her.

\'I\'m curious as to what is truly going on.\'

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Meanwhile, more humans were emerging from their transparent crystals around the world, surprised and perplexed by the changes they saw when they opened their eyes.

Though most of them were afraid of the unknown and some were curious about what was going on, it was only a matter of time before they realized that the world they knew and the one they see now were not the same.

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