Neteyam

Zombie

^This song is actually really fitting for Viryn.

Viryn felt like she was floating in a fish tank. Fully submerged in water but somehow frozen still. She could feel the glass walls just hovering over her but she did not feel its smooth surface against her skin. A vulnerable state of just floating in the water like dangling bait while being unable to move. It reminded her of those jars the scientists back in the Omaticaya had where they kept dead animals. They were kept in the liquid to preserve them in that state and be remembered just as they were. They irked her, bodies were buried or made to be part of the people. To keep it in a stagnant state seemed utterly wrong. They were much more similar now than when she last saw them. Did they ever feel as she did at that moment? Was this how Grace felt like?

What was she supposed to do to regain control of herself? She was no longer in that plane of her own creation where her soul wandered for days. Where she was happy and safe. But it was an illusion. Or was it? Viryn tried to remain focused on the one objective. Wake up. She tightened her muscles as hard as she could to feel something in the quiet dark. The image of the floating avatar body haunted her. Would her family have to see her like they saw Grace. A leftover husk of the person they love? She would rather they feed her to an akula.

A cold chill spiralled up her spine until it latched onto her skull. Her tail twitch like it was shocked. The frigid cold seeped to her bones like static electricity. She knew her body twitched at it. The quiet made her discomfort all the more bitter. She had to hear herself thinking of only how weird everything felt which made it seem more potent. There was a new sensation, a warm palm gently pressing at the crook of her neck. Could she fight against the cold? The warm hand gently rubbed their thumb against her skin. Think of the warm hand and not the cold. She didn't like it as it iced her hands and feet from the inside. The water became frantic as if it was actually just a bunch of buzzing bees encasing her. It was a horrifying feeling which made her struggle against it. All in silence. Viryn shook her head to bat the humming away from her but the most she could do was twitch.

The icy chill shot right in her brain like a terrible brain freeze. In made her bend in half as it spread to the entirety of her skull. Her eyes snapped open and Viryn sucked in a breath. But she was in water. There was panic in her heart as she felt the water in her throat struggling to come out or the breathe. A hand went to her throat as if it would dislodge the water from her airways. The hand on her shoulder went to her waist and jerked her upwards. Viryn tried to force herself from sucking in anymore water and tried to propel herself upwards.

Her leg shrieked in pain when she moved it which made her flinch back. Viryn reached down to her leg in a failing attempt to soothe her wound. Warm hands held her waist again and held her near to a torso that helped her to the surface. Viryn cringed as felt the water go up to her nose and made her want to sneeze it out.

When her head rose from the water she hacked up the water from her airways. The kind that hurts the back of your throat once it is over. Some water even dripped out of nose like a clear nosebleed. She felt herself being pulled onto something as she coughed up as much of the water she could. Her back arched forward like a retching cat spitting out a hairball. A hand on her back smacked against her to encourage the action. Viryn reached out and clutched onto a warm hand. The feel of it so familiar and comforting and so much heavier than it was in her soul.

"She's awake, let's go!" Viryn felt another hand push her sopping hair away from her face to prevent the water from drowning her eyes balls with the salt water. "Let her cough it out first." She leaned to her left and felt someone's chest against her side. Their breathing frantic but consistent. Viryn copied their breath as she felt her sense return to her. The world was so blue and bright. Was this what babies felt like when they popped out of the womb? All confused and blind. She was glad that the concept of being born twice was internal not physical. "Viryn?" Her ear twitched at the earnest call of her name. Viryn felt the hand clutching her's squeeze her fingers pulling her back to the real world. "Teyam?" She coughed. Her voice sounded terrible, like she was smoking the entire time she was out.