I did this one first because cute little baboos over older baboos calling each other fatherless
Also at the time February is 8 because 3rd grade
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Pain hit February's chest hard and quick, it felt like per was getting stabbed in the chest multiple times. Everything was black, invisible. A continuous ringing noise was to be heard, the pitch increased until it was headache inducing. Per wanted to scream or cry. Per couldn't feel their surroundings. All their senses seemed to have vanished. Per couldn't think, just in a state of loneliness and panic for.. how long? It felt like forever but a short amount of time at the same time. Soon everything was hurting, a piercing pain just like the ringing noise. Almost to the same degree somehow.
Then, all of a sudden it stopped, the feeling seemed to numb. The blank black surroundings seemed to gain a blueish color. Still no feeling just yet. They felt deaf, soon blurry shapes appeared, seeming to blend with with the dark blue.
Figures seemed to focus into existence, standing on an almost black surface. A smell wafted through. It smelled like metal, it now felt cold.
Muttering voices could be heard, February tried to focus on the figures. One was a white color with a light blue cap on and something light yellow on. The other two were familiar, one was a fair skinned blonde woman with tight fitting black clothes, the other seemed to be a tan man with loafers and an outfit with shades of grays. They looked faceless, well not the milky white person, they had dark spots.
February attempted to make a a noise but failed, but looking down in the process.
This wasn't what per was wearing last. This outfit had a light gray long t-shirt and blue shorts that came past pers knees.
Per toughed pers chest.
Blood seemed to rise up through their system, everything went back as it was at first, painful. Almost like no time existed in the first place.
After some time in past pers hand was pulled from their chest, seemingly rushed.
Pers senses attempted to settle as whoever pulled away pers hand was trying to talk to per. It was the pasty white person.
The vision settled before the hearing sense there wasn't much to see now. The person was a skeleton. How do they work. February nearly got lost in pers thoughts. Their eyes began to roll back.
"......ey.." February heard, it sounded quiet and almost comforting. "Hey.." the skeleton stared at the child's face to see if they noticed the words. Per seemed alert now. Though there senses were lacking, they latched onto the only thing they can see and hear somewhat clearly. And feel as pers wrist was being held.
"Good, good" the skeleton pat February's rounded head. "Now I need to walk you through bring able to... Come back."
February attempted words.
"No, no, relax, talking may hurt with your chest condition, it will be hard for a while.. now try to focus on my finger," the skeleton spoke softly, "nob when you were ready."
February did as told, taking a few minutes for the finger to be completely visible. Per nodded, staying focused.
"Good," the skeleton let go of Februarys wrist. "Now try to look at your hands."
