A loud thump

A loud thump, or it seemed loud. My eyes open and I find myself in a small room, why am I in a twin size bed, where is boyfriend that I was sleeping next to. I sit up and blink, my desk with a crt monitor pointing at me. There was a few yahoo chat windows, and a group chat sitting inactive. There is a head phone laying on my pillow. I rub my eyes and look across my room at the cluttered shelves. My eyes find the overloaded bookshelf that sits next to my open closet packed full of clothes, then the dresser that the top is cluttered and I have looked full circle as I see the split tree that is in the back yard. Everything seems in place, but off as well. So very off. I hear another thump and look around then down at the headphone. “David?” Why am I saying the name of my childhood friend?

Another thump. “Shit, help!”

“DAVID!” I sit up blinking and look around, I’m in a different small room, next to my boyfriend who instead of waking absent mindedly rubs on my leg. I pet his hair while I look around. It’s been over 10 years since I’ve spoken to David. I hope he’s doing okay.