Overcoming Sang(Paused)

Chapter Five

I give out a loud and very unattractive groan. Feeling my body full of aches. I know I should push myself up, but the ground is so cool, and soft. My rubbery feeling body is comfortable to just lay here for all of eternity.

But of course that is not the intended plan, because seconds later I feel someone nudging me to stand up. Which I groan again before shakily pushing myself away from the comforting earth.

I take a quick look around and see the girl I helped being carried off on a bright yellow stretcher. I sincerely hope she is alright. I didn't think the water would be deep enough to drown in, but maybe she was having a bad day.

"Sang Sorenson of the Toma-Blackbourne team, Congratulations on your success of the course. The grades are being put onto the board now, so if you will follow me, you can see your overall score."

The owner of the voice was not Johnathan, which confused me. Why is he not here? Was he with the rest of the recruits?

Instead my new guide is a male with buzzed cut dark hair, dark brown eyes, and a over worked body. His muscles looked like they're about to burst like a giant stuffed gusher. Hopefully not now with me close though. Because muddy water was enough for me. I'd probably throw up at the thought of bloody chunks in places it shouldn't be. Ew.

I begin to follow him down the path and into the woodsy area before I go over what he said.

"Sir, I didn't pass that course. I hit the water. I was immediately disqualified."

He looks back with a confused expression before responding clearly. "That was part of the course. To teach awareness.  Granted, we hadn't realized that Elissa couldn't swim. Which shows she didn't properly read the requirements that were in the paperwork. But originally she was suppose to fall into the water and splash around and ask for you to let her win. But you did wonderful. Great way to go out with a bang."

During his speech, I began getting uncomfortable.  And not because my wet clothes are rubbing in ways that will leave painful blisters later. No, my unease is based on my surroundings.  We can't possibly need to be heading to these woods this late. Nor going this deep into them either. And wouldn't the campus be in the opposite direction? Passed the course of doom?

The Woods are like a second home for me. But something felt wrong right now. My unease was causing me to shake slighty. Then just as I was about to make a comment about it, a loud rustling of leaves and cracking of fallen tree branches followed behind me.

I quickly spun around to face the cause of the noise, but all I saw was a man in all black wearing a white mask, before a burst of pain splintered through the back of my head and everything went black.

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Ugs. Why does my body feel like I've been ran over by a train and stampeded on by elephants?

I had a killer headache. With a particularly sore spot at my left temple. I go to rub it tenderly but quickly realized my arm won't move. Now reasonably I should know this is probably just because my body is weak. So I put more effort in lifting my hand.

Quickly I relized I can't. But it's because I'm bound by rope of some sort and not my lack of body function. So I peek my eyes open to slivers. Which was a mistake.

I was in a bedroom. But it was not my own. Nor any of my guys. As if Gabriel would let a single room be left like this one. It was plain. Like my bedroom back at my biological family's house use to be. Walls were a tinted white. And the only furniture I could see was the bed that my arms and legs were stapped to and a chair at the other corner of the room next to a small window.