I should probably be working on my other story (Next Generation), but this poor little plot bunny in my head refused to go away. So I'm going to write this story, put NG on hiatus, and maybe by the time I'm finished, I'll have some better ideas for NG, so... ON WITH THE STORY!
Lyssie Matthews walked into her home, carrying a small bag. She hummed cheerfully to herself as she set the bag on the couch and walked back into a kitchen. She was performing her usual last-Friday-of-the-month movie night ritual. She rented three DVDs and watched them back to back all night or until she fell asleep. She put a bag of popcorn in the microwave and walked back into her living room, pulling several DVDs out of the bag she'd brought in.
"Pirates...Spiderman… Where is it? Oh, there it is." She pulled another DVD out of the bag. "National Treasure. Which one should I watch first?" She asked aloud, talking to herself, which she did often. She set them on the coffee table. Lyssie closed her eyes, moved her arm back and forth, and pressed her finger down on one of the cases. "National Treasure it is." She removed the DVD carefully from its case. She looked at it a moment. It looked like it had a strange green tinge. She shrugged and put it into her player. As she sat down, the screen appeared to be swirling.
"That's strange." She muttered, once again, to herself. Suddenly it felt like the room was swirling. "What the he…" She didn't even get to finish her sentence as a strange emptiness pressed in on her from all sides. Lyssie felt a thud before everything went black.
Ok, this chapter is really bad, but it'll get better, I promise.
Since this is such a bad chapter, I'm offering a contest. If anyone can guess what show I got Lyssie (Alyssa) Matthews from in their review, they get a cookie! well, an e-cookie.