You get your butt off the couch as soon as the cassette ends and the whirring of the tapes is the only sound that fills the room.

Pressing on a button, the player opens and you retrieve the tape, placing it back in its original case.

Unintentionally, you start to hum to the music you just heard in the last tape as you pick up another cassette. But this one's surprisingly empty, just the picture of an aqua green, purple striped cassette. This leaves you puzzled.

But all of them were full?

You turn the tape over to see the page on the back devoid of words as well- just kiddish star doodles drawn in a blue ballpoint pen.

What the hell?

On opening the case, you notice that there is another piece of folded paper, peaking out from behind the picture of the cassette and slowly bringing it out.

Unfolding the paper reveals a map, hand-drawn in purple ink.

Why does it have my house marked on it?

The story keeps getting more twisting and confusing for your brain to comprehend. You decide to put it off until the next morning as a yawn escapes past your lips.

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You check the time on your watch and it reads as 04.05 pm. The chores seemed to have taken a huge chunk of your day along with the re-organizing of the old tattered bookshelf in the corner of your room.

Should I head to that store marked on the map?

Curiosity seems to overpower your exhaustion from the day's work and you pick up the small map from where you left it on a table in the living room.

Putting on a pair of comfy jeans and a long-sleeved purple top to save you from the stings of the cold weather today, you walk into the foyer and open the shoebox, retrieving a pair of black ankle-length boots.

You pocket the map in your blue jeans and put on the boots. Grabbing the keys, you unlock the door and head out.

To be continued . . .
In BLINK . . .