Ow.....
That was his first cohesive thought, after god knows how long of nothing but darkness and the ghost of sound. His second was, oddly enough, a recollection of Stravinsky's Rite Of Spring for some reason. His third was a realisation of how.... fuzzy everything felt. It was as if he had been asleep for about a thousand years. He also realised where the pain had come from - his face - and that he was lying on what felt like some sort of rough surface.
With more effort than he thought he needed, Stuart stood up slowly and gingerly, and finally pried his eyes open. To his surprise, everything looked like nothing but grey, black and dark blue fuzzy blobs.
Why is everything so....? Before Stuart could answer his question, he noticed that he felt like someone was watching him. In fact, he was quite certain that a pair of eyes were watching him, from right behind him. Stuart turned round, very slowly, until he could see a deep scarlet blob in front of him, with what he assumed were lights on the front, drawing him to the conclusion that it might be a car, but he wasn't entirely sure if it was. However, one thing Stuart did know was that someone was definitely there, staring at him.
At that moment, he heard a loud, rough laugh coming from the red-car-thing. The voice was nasally and sounded as if though the owner had swallowed a cheese grater.
'Yes!' cried the voice. 'Yes!'
And then the real pain came in. A blinding sting penetrated both eyes, going further into Stuart's head. He quickly closed them and covered them with his hands to make this awful pain stop.
That was when he felt the warm wetness that was his own blood.
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