03:00

You peel yourself off of the bed. You’re sweaty, wet, and somehow your throat is way too dry.

“…ugh…”

You feel miserable. You are miserable. You barely reach and grab onto the water bottle you have. You take a long sip. Much better.

“…ah…so good…”

You put the water bottle back. You stand up. You see the time on your phone. And you’re wide awake. Great.

Like a genius, you decide to just silently wander around the house, walking off the horrible sticky feeling. You walk on the second floor of your parent’s house. Eventually you wander into Emily’s, your older sister, room.

You recall memories of her. She was probably one of the only people who gave you the time of day. She was very nice. Picked you up from school every day. She moved away for college.

“…I sure miss her…”

You look around the mostly empty and unlived-in room. She basically left only the stuff she didn’t need. It’s weird. Like a room that’s not empty but also is.

You notice a strange bottle under the bed. It’s glowing faintly. You realize you haven’t seen it before because daylight obscures the faint glow. You get on your knees and then splay under the bed to grab it.

Once you pull it out, you examine it. It’s glowing a faint blue, and has a very runny substance in it. No labels. The bottle is a basic transparent hard plastic.

“…huh…”

You take it back to your room.

There you relax on your bed. You have an urge to jerk off. But the liquid.