Jeff left the room, walking down the red-carpeted floor. He saw his brothers door closed, took a deep breath, and knocked.
No answer, his brother was probably out with his friends or something. He opened the door and wrinkled his nose as the scent of teenage body odour hit his nose.
His brother wasn’t the best at cleaning, as an average 16 year old, he prepared to douse himself in axe body spray instead of showering.
Unbeknownst to Jeff, the chronivac was working. Time suddenly froze, leaving Jeff unaware, as the computer program ran. Bending reality, reshaping fact. Behind the door across from his brothers, a wave seemed to flow from the chronivac, weaving and warping reality around itself. First, it hit every photo of Jeff in the house, wiping him from its presence.
Then, it hit Jeff’s belongings. First posters vanished, then clothing, then the bed, then books, and finally the room was left as a bare, storage space.
Then, the wave morphed. It grew and reshaped itself into a dome, and expanded at rapid speed. It swallowed first Jeff’s s house, wiping Jeff from the memories of his cat and fish, simplistic enough.
But then it swallowed half the city, coincidentally involving the office his father worked in and the school his mother taught in.
The dome of reality warping energy flew across the frozen planets surface, wiping and altering circumstances.
It soon found Jeff’s brother, cockily pissing into a urinal, holding his 6 inch rod with a grin. It wiped his memories, to, and once everyone had forgotten Jeff, it began the actual transformation.
The dome, it’s task of destroying every possible remnant of Jeff’s memory and existence, in memory and reality, first swept Jeff’s brothers feet.
It removed both, with no blood, pain, or noise. Time was still frozen.
Then, it surrounded Jeff. Jeff had foolishly made himself, and only himself, aware, so as the chaotic energy of the chronivac began reshaping his body, he was snapped out of the time freeze. He felt his body tingling and shaking, and grunted.
He smelt…awful. A familiar scent. His brothers body odour. Then, he was slammed by a wave of energy which seemed to seep into his soul, melting and reshaping it.
He tried to scream, but no sound came out. He silently begged god to prevent this transformation, but nothing could stop the chronivac now.
Soon, Jeff felt agony as the machine reshaped his very essence.
The last thing Jeff saw before blacking out was his malformed body shrinking.
When Jeff woke up, the smell and taste were all consuming. He could see, smell, hear and taste, but couldn’t speak or move. He realised he could ‘move’ his consciousness to between two forms. Though he realised they were simply either of his brothers feet.
He wanted to sob as he heard a wet splashing, unaware of what his brother was doing.
Meanwhile his brother, as the chronivac finished its task and time restarted, sighed happily, grinning with cockiness, and pissed into the urinal.
He tapped his foot as he pissed, shaking jeffs smelly, dark new world, trapped inside his brothers black socks and converse.
Jeff sobbed, miserable at the smell, and taste.
His brother meanwhile finished pissing and sniffed his armpit. He could smell some body odour. He would need some more body spray soon.
As Jeff silently sobbed at the sensation, his brother walked out of the toilet, ready to continue his day.