It just went black. I felt lonely, and scared. I have seen bodies, blood, aliens, cybermen, daleks, and all the crazy things that nobody would ever believe. But that was different.
Suddenly I woke up. I couldn't move. Like my mussels were made of wood. The light behind my eyelids. Oh I missed it. I opened my eyes. Where am I? What the hell is it?
I struggled in it. And finally I opened it. I sat. Where am I? What happened? Why was I in a bodybag? Why I can't remember what happened!
I looked around. About a hundred more body bags. Who are these people?
I got up. Looked around, still confused. Just walked through the bodies. Found my way out. I was in London. How could I be in London? Got a taxi and went straight to my flat. Still couldn't remember what happened. I was hungry actually I was famished. Went to the kitchen, opened the fridge. All the food was spoiled.
I went to the bedroom, took a shower, got dressed and headed out. I went to the nearest restaurant to my flat. I ordered a cheese burger and chips. The TV was on. The news. Oh my GOD!!!
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Me (The Story Of Ianto Jones - Torchwood Fanfiction)
FanfictionAfter a weak of his death he comes back to life and realizes what had happened...