Chapter 2 - 3

Travis was finding himself a little delirious. Based on the position of the sun, it had been about 24 hours since he had woken up, but he was still walking around, not tired, not hungry, and thinking fairly clearly, which caused him to worry that maybe he shouldn’t be taking this in stride. He was wandering the streets of the city out of agitation, after leaving Alan at Burger King, citing a need to gather his thoughts. He noticed that absolutely no one was paying attention to him as he walked, even the homeless beggars, and started to think about what he could possibly do to get anyone to notice him. He began to walk in wide, goofy steps, then after that didn’t get a response, began to babble incoherently, until he noticed what he was doing and recalled that he would definitely not react if he saw somebody doing the same thing, so he stopped.

“Gah, this is nuts,” he stated while at the same time thinking how not nuts this is. His mind was reeling, and he wished that he had some spare change to just stop and buy a Coke, something of normalcy, something to make this weird waking life a bit more obvious to him.

He ran full-on into a sign without noticing, and yelped in agitation. “Ow,” he said, rubbing his head and realizing that the pain had already subsided. He looked at the sign, to find that it was for a hobby shop specializing in board, card, and roleplaying games. “Ok, this might work.”