[ WP ] Every time you fall asleep , you wake up somewhere else . Sadly , you are narcoleptic .

There is a boy, sitting in a alley. He had just woken up a few minutes prior. At least this time he was in a city, there was more food here. He wore rags, and was fairly filthy. Walking out on the street, people started to gawk, started to make their funny noises and point. The boy never learned how to talk. As a baby he fell into a cycle of falling asleep, being found, taken care of for a time, then falling asleep and disappearing again. As he grew older he learned to avoid people, they had grabby hands and tried to take him, to keep him locked in. 
 
 The boy started to rummage through a garbage can that was still near the mouth of the alley, still near enough to the edge of the alley that he could run if anyone approached. He did n't have a lot of time to find food. He seemed to fall asleep randomly. He was n't sure why other people he had watched never seemed to. He found a half eaten hotdog and a mostly clean fast food cup filled with melting ice. It was a good day. He walked back into the alley, sat next to the dumpster nearby and started to eat. 
 
 After an hour of rummaging and eating intermittently, the boy noticed a black and white car, the police. He knew those cars well. They always tried to take him. Put him in they car and stop him from doing what he wanted. 
 
 The boy jumped up on the dumpster as they pulled up. From there he climbed onto a fire escape and up towards the roof. The police followed, though they were well behind him. The boy got up onto the roof and ran to the other side, towards an alley parallel to the previous one. As he prepared a running jump, the skinnier of the two police officers just crested the edge of the roof, yelling their silly noises. 
 
 Just as the boy leaped, the world started to fade. He missed grabbing the ledge on the far building, slamming into it instead. Pain and the wind rushing past him were the last things he felt before passing out. 
 
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 The officer was just in time to see the apparently feral child prepare to jump off the building. `` Oh god kid, do n't do it!'' He yelled, but the kid ignored him and jumped for the far side. The kid slammed into the far side and fell. The officer ran to the edge. As he looked at the falling child in horror, the child started to glow. Just as the boy was about to hit the ground, he exploded, rocking the alley. The police officer flew back several feet. Once he composed himself he ran back to the edge and looked down. All that was there was a slightly blackened outline of the explosion. `` How the hell am I going to explain this to the precinct?'' 
 
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 The boy woke again. This time he was in a jungle. He hated jungles, things he ate here sometimes made him sick. He sighed and gathered himself up.
