Agitation- TMR

- Prologue

WHAT WAS THE PURPOSE OF A BOWLING BALL?

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NOTHING COULD have prepared her for what was about to come. She didn't know that her life was about to take a drastic turn. She didn't even know what her life was before.

She didn't know...

Shivering as the cold air breezed against her sweaty forehead, the lingering taste of water was in her mouth.

As she struggled to open her eyes, as if bricks where weighing them down, she could faintly hear the sound of what seemed to be metal?

She didn't know...

Fluttering her eyes open didn't change much, she couldn't see anything. However panic didn't hit her instantly, confusion did.

She couldn't remember the events that led up to this moment as she finally began to take in her surroundings.

The ground beneath her was rough, uneven, and cold. Her fingers twitched slightly, seeing as that she still couldn't grasp her strength, if she had any at all.

Her head fell limply to the side, acting as if it was a bowling ball.

What was the purpose of a bowling ball? She wondered. Have I ever been bowling before?

She didn't know...

Question after question resorted in her mind as the panic that she had been waiting for started to kick in.

Uneven breaths where quietly exhaling out of her mouth.

She was confused, she knew how to breath, how to move, did she know how to talk?

Clearing her throat slightly, it was only now she realised how dry it was.

Water. She needed water. But that was the least of her concerns as she was still trying ito process what the actual fuck was happening.

Steadying herself onto her elbows she gave herself a moment to prevent the dizziness that washed over.

Her surroundings where clammy , almost suffocating. Like she was being sucked into a tube filled with chocolate only for her to drown.

She tilted her head to herself in confusion as she realised how utterly random that sounded. The answer to where her absurd observation had come from was at the tip of her tongue. But she couldn't spill it out.

Anyway, she didn't know wether it was because of her dizziness or the way the, elevator?

She didn't know...

Was moving upwards at a rapid pace.

Shit

She was moving upwards...

At a rapid pace...

Something in her mind switched. She had the sudden feeling that she needed to figure out what was going on before she was crushed.

Well that sounds charming.

Sitting herself up slowly she tried adjusting her eyes to the dark lighting. She could barely make out shadows of what seemed to be squares at the other side.

Standing up, a little too quickly. Her head hit something hard as she groaned, touching it slightly until a thought struck.

It was a celling. She was in a box.

"No fucking way."

She sighed as she realised that she swore a lot. She didn't feel that old. Must be a habit from her parents, she shrugged.