The Fictional Worlds of a Chaotic Mind

by kimmie81

Dominic woke up. He felt the hard concrete of the street on his back and realized he was outside. The streetlights were almost at the brightest and made him squint a little. He slowly got to his feet and looked around.

  “Nice threads,” a voice from behind him said. “Never seen that style of clothes before.”

  Dominic turned to see a guy standing there with a lit cigar in his mouth. He was wearing the strangest tan, white, and red plaid jacket with black slacks. The whole outfit was complemented by a small red bow tie. It was far more flamboyant than what Dominic was wearing.

  “Where am I?” Dominic asked. He noticed the sign that shined blue on the front of the red-bricked building. It read INFINITY. He was in Krystal Bridges, the comic book series that he invented. “So I’m not in Kansas anymore, Toto.”

  The guy blew out a thick cloud of smoke that made Dominic choke. “Who is Toto?”

  “A dog who will probably out live you,” Dominic said. “Cancer free.”