[ WP ] Whenever the protagonist blinks , they are sent into an alternate reality .

His eyes watering. He knew it was about to happen again. He fought it, but the chances were slim that he could hold on much longer. Blink. A swirling sensation overcame his cranium, allowing him to feel nothing but dread. Even though it happened in an instant, it felt like hours each time. Jeff returned from the blink, hoping for some end to the hell that had befallen him. 
 
 Something felt different about this trip. He woke up in his own bed. The comfy high thread count sheets curled around his mid-waist like wisp of warm summer air. A smile fell across his face. This was not the usual reaction to the very unusual change in circumstances he was continually. In walked the most beautiful woman he had ever laid his eyes upon. Her hair blonde, curly like that of your typical southern belle but with an undeniable hint of strength. And “ god those eyes ” he thought to himself. It seemed cliche when the thought popped into his head, but he couldn ’ t help thinking that they looked like blue diamonds. 
 
 As if she had done it a thousand times, she smiled at him. The smile was so pleasant that Jeff felt like he knew this woman. She definitely knew him. As she came closer, she whispered tenderly, “ Is something wrong baby. ” He didn ’ t know what to say. Then the thought hit him. He ’ d be leaving this scenario just as abruptly as he fell into it. And for reasons beyond his grasp, he was already in love with this woman. Then it hit him: this was his life. He had been cycling so long that he had forgotten his true reality. The endless torture he had endured had finally brought him back to where it all began, but the apprehension didn ’ t leave. He choked back, “ Nothing Jenny. Nothing. Come here. ” 
 
 “ Oh shit, he thought. ” He could feel his eyes watering. He had learned to fight it longer and longer each time, but this time was coming quicker than the latter. She got closer to him, kneeling on the bed. In she leaned for the kiss, his eyelids now quivering. As supple, juicy lips touched his, he couldn ’ t hold on any longer. Jeff ’ s eyelids slammed together and his shook with fury. During the transition he made up his mind: suicide was the only option. Slowly, they came back open. But the warm, soft sensation on his lips was still there. And to his wondrous surprise, so was his was beautiful. He embraced her like it would be his last, but he knew it wouldn ’ t. “ Nothing, nothing at all. ” 

