SHIT HE'S AWAKE!

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As the pain in my foot dulled, i felt round the floor for the small box that i had tripped on. 

After a minet i found it, it was smaller than i expected. it had a circular patteren on all 6 of its sides. it was only just bigger than a  clenched fist.

As i played with the small box, the snorring man stirred.

There was a moan and a large yawn.

I froze. unable to breath, i just stayed in my half-crouched stance in the middle of the room.

There was a larger groan and i could hear the man sitting up in the bed, he yawned again as he tried to stand, or at least i think he tried to stand, whatever he was doing it ended up with him, very noisily, falling back onto the bed.

Then he groaned again but this time it wasnt a 'i just woke up and need a coffee' groan, it was out of pain.

That was soon followed by a mumbled "what the FUCK" and a "how the hell??".

I started to feel lightheaded, im not sure if was because i had been holding my breath that whole time or because the heavy air was having an effect on me, eather way that was the last thing i remember before everything went black.

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