280. A Far Away Place: Envision yourself traveling to a fictional place, what do you experience in your imaginary journey?365 Creative Writing Prompts
I was struggling with my body as if I was on a mat wrestling with a mean opponent. It kept up an almost rhythmic pulsing—oscillating between a tremor and a stillness that belied my living, breathing presence. I was too alive right now and having such difficulty controlling my body’s reactions on this momentous occasion. I don’t know what I expected, though this wasn’t it. Was that guy staring at me longer than was polite? I wondered. I worked to continue my appearance of being interested in the magazine occupying my lap. When I first arrived onboard and before casually sauntering to find my numbered cabin, I had stopped at a nearby stand. This was part of my attempt at seeming to be just another casual attendee. I needed to verify that I had done a good job of downplaying my features. I was no beauty by far, but I had received enough comments on my blue-black hair and startling blue eyes; I spent extra time this morning wracking my brains. At best, I wanted a person to struggle to remember any details of my features. I was wearing a taupe colored turtleneck sweater paired with matching coloured comeback corduroys. I had purposely not washed my hair for the past few days, and now my messy ponytail looked similar to at least a half a dozen nearby women.
It was too late to turn back now. I suppressed the growl, trying to escape. I was tiring of my wildly swinging thoughts—between an ecstatic glee of giddy excitement or plunging into a deep wail of sorrow. I didn’t understand being chosen as one of the first people to go to Mara, a new world prepared and waiting for what remained of humanity, would bring me to my current mental state. Did I mention that I felt I was losing my mind? I mean, mental gymnastics is one thing, but feeling like two people was wearing me down. And there go my mental gymnastics again. I knew I had to find something else to occupy my mind, or I was going to explode. And with that I felt a dash of icy water for the first time in what felt like hours, my mind took a rest. I had to maintain strict control or they could return me. Not only would I be going back home in shame, but to miss out on the privilege of being a pioneer to the unchartered territory of a new world would be insane.
Taking a deep breath, I leaned back in my seat and gently rested my head on the pillowy feel of one of the common room’s window seats. Now, if I was smart, I’d take a good look at all the people sharing this opportunity with me, discover their specialties and why they may have been chosen to go on this amazing expedition. Abruptly, my stomach dropped to the bottom of shoes. We were free falling. I gulped in fear as I was certain it wasn’t time to land. And there it goes—the alarm blaring the message none of us wanted to hear. “Emergency, please make your way calmly and quickly to your stasis pod. Emergency, please make your way calmly and quickly to your stasis pod.”
This was a disaster of the worst kind. If we entered our stasis pods, it meant that danger was imminent—like a crash or something equally horrifying. We didn’t have any guarantees these newly designed and constructed stasis pods would hold up to all they had touted when they explained the trip during orientation, which now felt like a lifetime ago. As quickly as I could, I moved around the compact room and made my way, unerringly, to the stasis pod hidden in a discreet area of my room. Probably so we wouldn’t obsess about it like I was doing now. Each cabin had the same setup—essentially. Some were larger and more sumptuous, but all had to have a stasis pod. Ideally, the stasis pod would keep my body and mind in a deep, restive state. Once the emergency passed and the stasis pod determined the outer atmosphere to be safe to occupy, it would release an invisible latch bringing my body and mind slowly back to a conscious, present state as it slowly opened—supposedly with all my memories and personality intact. That was my last thought before everything plunged into darkness.