waking up suddenly - quotes and descriptions to inspire creative writing
I wake suddenly, every thought in high definition. My eyes take in every ray of light and without a doubt I know I've slept too long. The noises are of a day in full swing, traffic heavy. I'm dressed and fed in a fraction of the time it usually takes and leave without thought of taking a woollen hat or gloves.
Though my eyes are open I can't think of why; my heart is pounding, mind empty. It's as if a hypodermic of adrenaline has been emptied into my carotid. I strain into the utter darkness, breathing rate beginning to steady.
My eyes open like two flashlight beams, the new temporal inserts providing enough light to illuminate whatever I look at. It's like being shown the woods one tree at a time in some crazy memory game, but it's better than blackness.
One click and Ryan's eyes are open. In the blackness he moves slowly enough to make no sound, fast enough to reach his blaster. After so many years of being hunted every action is automatic, reflexive, efficient.
A nudge to my ribs makes me jerk awake to see Lisa's smiling face. How long was I out? I really hope it wasn't long. "I had to wake you up because you weren't listening." She pokes my side. How would she know that If I don't even say anything? I guess my eyes being closed sort of gave me away. "Now I have to tell you everything again." She sat herself even closer to me and began speaking. Gabby, wherever you are, please come soon.
I wake up faster than a cat in ice-water, every sense urging me to claw my way to standing. Drowsiness get's folks dead, fast. Only the paranoid survive.
Samson awakes without warning, eyes flung so wide each iris is a perfect orb of rusty chocolate. After a second or two his head turns like some Halloween dummy, mouth slackened, "I know what happened."
Leila wakes to the sound of breathing that isn't her own. It's heaving, like a man and rapid as if he's run into the room. She listens, still, trembling. He's moving slowly, his heavy feet creaking floor boards that are silent for her. She rolls to her left and slides down the crack between the bed and the wall, praying that an empty bed will send him away.