A/N: I like this one, other than the fact that it's so confusing. WHY IS IT SO CONFUSING.
His weary eyes adjusted to the brightness of the room, as he tried to recollect memories of yesterday. The once clean walls around him were now stained a light brown, similar to the colour of coffee stains. However, unlike the pleasant scent of coffee, all he could smell was the foul stench of rotting meat, accompanied with a tinge of petrichor. The rain formed pools in the room, as a result of the window being left unfastened.
The more he attempted to remember, the more he noticed the sickening flavour lingering on his tongue. He couldn't seem to avoid the prominent aftertaste of the bitter medicine he was forced to take. He spat out a mound of saliva on the bug infested ground, repelling the now scurrying insects.
He began to focus on the rhythm of the raindrops outside, sliding off the roof post-rainfall. He tapped his fingers against the smooth surface of the bed, in sync with the continuous plinking sound.
YOU ARE READING
PAIN.
DiversosI miss posting here, and if you somehow stumbled upon this monstrosity, please do not check my profile unless you want to be whisked to a world of pure madness. This is a threat.
