Something's Happening...

Looking at the numerous flashing lights around him, Mr. Slavinois knew immediately that something was wrong. Not that it was the flashing of the lights that troubled him - they always did that. What he was worried about was the way they flickered, random and chaotically fast, not the mesmerizing order that had been the normal occurrence before. Of course it's not enough I work my tail off keeping this school in line, but now I have to go chasing after every little glitch in the new software.

As head of the technical support, however, he had no choice to investigate.

He headed off in the direction the flashing lights told him. The system was set up in a way where when something went wrong somewhere in the school, lights would flicker pointing in the direction of the general area. It made it easy to pinpoint the problem. It also made a person want to go into seizures and go crazy watching them on the way.

As he walked the engineering corridors, he thought to himself, Why am I even here? There are a million other jobs that need my expertise, all of which pay better than the miserly salary this stupid school supplies me with. What am I -

His train of thought was cut short as he nearly collapsed with shock - he had reached the maintenance room where the problem had originated. The door was a solid steel two foot thick vault door. The label at the top read, "Dimensional Quantogenics: Storage". No...

He ran back down the corridor in the direction of the Principal's office as fast as he could. There was only one thing that could trigger an alarm in the quantogenics lab. Something had caused a dimensional flux, and now a gateway to another world was opened. This could be either the greatest thing to have happened in the history of mankind. Or, possibly, the worst.

Amorak

Sunlight streamed in through the window of the little shack, waking the young man sleeping on the grass bed he had made for himself so long ago. His eyes, bleary with sleep, opened slowly. Yawning and streaching, he rolled out of bed and stood up. Lethargicaly, he pulled his clothes from the wall where the hung and dressed himself in his work attire. His pants, brown with dirt and worn through in places, was all he ever put on. He lived by himself, and as far as he knew, was the only person alive in the world. Leaving his shack, he walked to the lake's edge and proceeded to wade in the salty water until it came up to his sholders. Pushing off the ground and aiming for the island in the center of the vast lake, he began his daily swim. It took him only a short time to swim there, but today, something told him to take it slow. He was hungry, and couldn't wait to get to his crop he grew on the small island. Soon, he was walking up the side of his island and onto the dry earth. He had just stopped to dry off in the sun's warm rays when he saw something laying on the small patch of grass he harvested occasionally for his bed when it rotted. The grass was smashed flat, probably by the thing laying in it. Outraged, he stomped toward the tresspasser, not knowing exactly what he was going to do about it. All he knew was that something was there, and it had destroyed his property. And he was mad.

A Strange New World

Eventually, Elsteba's eyes focused enough to make out the surrounding area. It was, however, still far more dark than her liking. A faint light fell on the land, casting a silverish glow around her. She looked up toward the source of the light, and was delighted to see the stars the had imagined hanging in the sky. There was an odd light in the sky as well. It looked like an arc of dim, pale light. Thinking hard on the Ancient History class, she remembered the light was called the moon, and was worshiped by much of the world. _No wonder! It's so beautiful!_
Elsteba became aware of an odd, ambient-like noise coming from behind her. Turning around, she saw a vast pool of what seemed to be a liquid of some sort. Approaching the edge, she dipped her finger in cautiously. Seeing that no harm came to her from this, she raised her finger to her mouth, hoping the liquid was drinkable. Until now, she hadn't realized how thirsty and hungry she was. A single drop fell from her finger and landed in her mouth. "EWWWWWW!" She shouted. The liquid tasted heavily of salt, which did no good to her parched throat.
Quickly, she scurried back to her landing place and sat, thinking about what had just happened, and fell asleep on the soft earth.
She had dreams of Ancient Earth, and of strange worlds with three moons, liquid mercury lakes, and of her family who she was sure she would never see again.