The Shimmering Dark (Part 3)

Well, I thought I had turned away from it. But there it was in front of me again. Strange.

Shaking my head, wondering what kind of strange mess of a world I had stumbled into. I turned around again. But there was the curtain. Again

Okay, this is really getting strange now, I thought to myself. I tried again and again, to no avail. Maybe I can trick it, I thought, so I spun around in a circle, trying to be smart.

Now, I realize that was my greatest and dumbest mistake. And for next time this happened, I learned that when you encounter a giant, dark, shimmering, grandma curtain on your way home from school, don't try to trick it.

As soon as I started spinning, I couldn't stop. I was caught in a painful rotation. My hands were pinned at my sides and I couldn't move my head a centimeter in any direction.

All I could move was my eyes, so I did. Desperately.  I tried to focus on one spot or at least get an understanding of when was going on around me. Then with dread settling in my stomach, I saw that, around me the curtain began to change and curve onto itself. Curving all around me, I realized. And I was stuck in the middle, spinning without a way of stopping. I noticed with horror, to my left, the curtain had completed its circle. I made one last, desperate attempt to stop the spinning when I was plunged into the darkness.

After what felt like an eternity and at least a thousand turns, I felt my body slow its rotations. Whatever the hold the curtain had released and my legs caved under my own weight. In the pitch darkness, my eyes tried hopelessly to adjust and see my surroundings but wherever I seemed to be, was devoid of light.

Just then I was proven wrong. What seemed like light was starting to filter in from somewhere. And as my eyes continued to try and adjust, I saw the horror of where I really was.