Six to go.
Apollo Justice took a moment to leaf through the last few sheets of paper left in his hands. What was once a tall stack of documents relating to the trial he had recently brought to an end was now down to just a half-dozen forms needing a signature here or there. He leaned back a bit in his chair, looking up at the hanging clock on the wall. He smiled, seeing that he was making very good time. Once these papers were finished, he'd have plenty of time to regroup with everyone else.
Athena and Trucy were out for something. He'd only been vaguely paying attention when they told him where they were going after leaving the office a short while back.
He didn't have any idea what Mr. Wright was doing, however. His boss was often rather unclear about things like that.
Apollo reached for his pen, ready to finish off the last few papers, when he felt a strange sort of twinge across his prominent forehead. He reflexively reached up to clamp a hand to it, but his hand barely made it halfway before another much more powerful jolt of the same feeling struck, making him instantly dizzy.
Suddenly, everything around him was a blur of unclear shapes and haze. He tried to make some kind of noise, but no sound came out. In just a few seconds, he blacked out completely.
And then he was awake again. He could feel a floor beneath him. He must've fallen out of his chair, he thought. His vision began to clear up, and he pushed himself to a sitting position. He stopped dead.
Where was he? This didn't look anything like the office. Wherever it was, the floor stretched out unbelievably far, surrounded by massive structures he couldn't pinpoint the origin of.
A loud noise rang out, and he snapped to attention. Far off in the distance, a deafening creaking sound echoed from a massive wall, which was moving impossibly fast, swinging aside like a door.
He blinked as the realization set in. It was a door. The biggest door he'd ever seen, in fact. But it looked familiar, somehow.
Again, realization dawned. This really was the office. The problem was that it was about a thousand times too big. And if the office was that big, then whoever was pushing the door open was, too.
His mind running wild with questions about what the hell was going on, Apollo stared around to try and work out his location.
Copyright 2000 - 2025 21 x 20 Media All rights reserved. This site is property of 21 x 20 Media
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.40 seconds at 6:20am on Jan 24, 2025 via server WEBX2.
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author
