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

There's no way Terrence could tell how long this existence had plagued him. Days? Weeks? Hard to know when every few seconds an alternate universe presents itself; shocking his senses, catapulting any awareness he has into a sea of confusion, and damaging the reputation of, if only for a moment, his parallel self by noticeably profound bewilderment. 
 
 Ironically, his curse is his parallel's advantage: Invariably, every alternate reality Terrence finds himself in, the people around him begin to question him and ask why he is behaving so oddly. Without an answer, his parallel self probably looks like a complete moron. Then Terrence blinks out of it. 
 
 Such is his life though, since he woke up some time ago and found himself hopping from one universe to the next. He figured a worm hole must have somehow found him and transported him to these alternate realities, or something to that effect. What else could explain this phenomena? 
 
 He kept waiting for the right universe to blink into... but alas, each one had eluded him. Most of them were scary, dreary, or unrecognizable to his understanding of life. While most appeared miserable, the few that seemed tolerable or even good never provided him the implements to stop this horror. He estimated he'd seen 100,000 universes by now. 
 
 But this one looked right. 
 
 He blinked into a luxury home, surrounded by family members running about the large mansion. Everyone looked exactly the same and his family seemed generally similar -- their home was perfect and the backyard even had a pool! 
 
 Terrence stretched his eyes open and started searching as furiously as he could. His mother questioned him, `` Terrence! What on earth are you looking for and why do you have that look in your eyes?'' 
 
 `` I need a knife Mom, NOW!'' 
 
 Looking frightened, Terrence's mother left the room, presumably to find Terrence's father. She called to him, `` Stay there!'' 
 
 Terrence's eyes were starting to sting, this was the longest he'd lasted without blinking and his eyes desperately needed to close. But he willed them open. He grabbed onto a sharp paring knife and found a reflection. 
 
 Carefully he outstretched his right eyelid. He cut it off. The pain was immense, but the focus he had committed to keeping his left eye open was all the distraction he needed not to pass out. 
 
 He outstretched his left eyelid. One quick swipe and he was free! In pain, of course, but free! 
 
 Terrence wiped the gushing blood from his eyes and executed the familiar muscle movement of blinking: he was still there! In this luxury home! Where he knew his parents and siblings would be, at the very least. He called for his parents to bring him to a hospital. 
 
 `` Mom, Dad! I'm hurt! I ca n't explain why, but please bring me to a doct --'' 
 
 Terrence was gagged and thrown to the floor. Between spaces of the blood in his eyes he could see his father and brother tying him up. His mother was looking at him, undisturbed, and his sister was entering something into a small computer tablet. 
 
 `` What's going on?'' he tried to mouth through the gag to no avail. His father and brother picked him up and started shoving him towards the basement. 
 
 They went down several flights of staircases, easily the deepest basement Terrence had ever encountered, when he saw the most terrifying thing he had ever seen: dozens and dozens of bloodied bodies, all tied up. Some were wriggling, some lay motionless. A few were trying to scream through their gags just as Terrence was now. 
 
 This was not the most terrifying aspect, however. No, what curled Terrence's stomach was that all the bodies were... him. Nearly one hundred duplicates of him, all with severed eyelids. Some standing, some lying down, some dead. All bound at the hands and feet, all with missing eyelids. 
 
 The father and brother threw him into the pile. Terrence looked at the head of the stairs, the light from the kitchen shining down the long staircase. He saw himself, free, with eyelids, calling down to his brother and father, `` Dad, Jay, there's another one in the backyard now. He's using the hedge trimmers to cut off his eyelids. We have to get him!'' 
 
 Terrence watched as his father and brother ran up to meet his doppelganger. Terrence looked around at his other doppelgangers. He wanted to be away from this hell, from this nightmare. He tried to close his eyes, but he could not. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

