The Mountain of Time

I had finally done it, I made it to the to the top of the highest mountain in my state,but its not quite as joyful as I thought. Well at first it was, I set up my dark green tent and started a fire, the land was very nice and flat, perfect for a relaxing camping trip. I was enjoying my time up there, until I went for a walk one day, I was taking a peaceful walk along the edge of the mountain, there was a dip in the ground, I had stepped in it, twisted my ankle and tumbled down the tall mountain. I saw my life flash and everything went black.

I woke up in my tent, pouring sweat. I got out of my bed confused,I thought I fell and died, I was so confused, was it a dream? I got out of my tent to see the landscape had changed. The mountain top had a bunch of sharp rocks poking out of the ground, aswell as multiple dips in the ground. I swore they were not here before. I got out of my tent and examined the ground. They did not look like they had been dug by someone, they seemed natural little dips in the ground. I felt chilled, maybe I had just never noticed this corner of my camping ground. Thats when I realized my tent was a dark grey. I was getting weirded out, I distinctly remember buying that tent because I liked the dark green color of it.

Thats when I saw my coolers. One that I remembered being a red medium sized cooler. I ran over to it and opened it up. Everything thing inside was diffrent. I bought some of those expensive hotdogs because I hated the cheap ones. Inside the cooler was a pack of cheap hotdogs with a brand of a store that wasn't even in my area. Thats when I started looking at my camping supplies. Everything was diffrent. Instead of my fancy zero gravity camping chair was a wooden chair that looked slapped together by a 7th grade woodshop student. Even the shovel which was now a pick axe,I remember bringing the shovel to heap dirt on the fire. I hadn't put the fire out last night so I still was not the creative of those holes. I was beyond weirded out there was no explanation for everything being replaced. Even the very sweatshirt I had put on myself was replaced with a red one. I had been wearing a black sweatshirt with my colleges name on it.

I walked to the edge of the mountain, and hugged one of the rocks and peered over the ledge. I took a long look taking in the beautiful view. It was a far way down. As I was spaced out looking over the edge. I heard a scream. I jumped back landing with a hard thud. I saw a body falling down the mountain. It went limp and slammed off the rock, and slid down the rest of the mountain. I slowly stood up with the image of the limp body falling. I was done, this mountain was creeping me the hell out. I packed up the stuff I did not remember purchasing. I didn't care anymore. I wanted down. I started walking the trail to the small cave I parked my pickup truck. After some time of walking. I saw an ice patch in the trail. My heart skipped a beat. It was summer and it was no where cold enough to create ice.

I was reluctant but decided to walk the ice. As I was walking on the patch one of my feet lost its grip. I started sliding and eventually my other foot lost grip. I started sliding towards the edge. My feet started dangling over the mountain. I quickly grabbed a branch and hung on for dearlife. As I hung my hands started to burn. I was losing grip. My fingers slid and slid until I was barely holding on. I took a deep breathe as my last bit of grip loosened and I fell.

I woke up freezing cold. I looked down to see myself wearing a blue tank top and cargo shorts. I sighed and got out of the tent, I might add that it was now red. My cooler was now a white styrofoam cooler. The pickaxe was now a rake, and the chair was now a recliner. It was snowing. I didn't know what was going on. I sat in the recliner and took a deep breathe. I vividly remember getting to the top of the mountain with a dark green tent and was wearing my colleges sweatshirt. Then I thought about the body. Well right on que a red blur flew down the mountain. It landed next to a lump this time I could get a good look at it. I got of the recliner and walked over.

That's when I noticed. The body that just fell, landed next to another body, wearing a sweatshirt with my colleges logo.