Touched by the Gods

There’s nothing worse than being woken up early on your first day off in two weeks, but that’s exactly what happened to Jasper. As he lay in bed tossing and turning trying to escape the unknown landscape of his dreams he startled himself awake. His alarm clock showed that it was only 6am, almost teasing him. He chucked his head back on his pillow and scrunched his eyes shut. Begging for sleep to take him again. Unfortunately for Jasper life was about to got a lot harder and a lot more interesting for him.

As he lay there wide awake with stars dancing behind his eyelids, he felt something. Something like a pin being poked into the back of his neck, under his skin. The more he lay there the worse it got, it didn’t hurt it just felt uncomfortable. With a big sigh he swung he sat up and opened his eyes. His room sat around him looking the same as it always had, and yet something still felt off.

The pin prick in his neck spread slightly moving further up as though it was being dragged along his skin.

He threw the covers off him, allowing the faint stream of sunlight to hit his body. Illuminating his smooth olive skin. Swinging around his feet touched the soft carpeted floor and he stood up. Walking over to the mirror he looked at himself for a second, something in his mind was making him think there would be a change for some reason.

All that stared back at him was him.

There was nothing abnormal and yet there was voice screaming in his brain trying to tell him there was. That there had been a change. Despite this he shrugged it off and tried to press on and start his day.