Burnt Bridges

2- Familiar faces

STING

.

...

... So ...

I'm 『awake』 again.

I must have fallen 『asleep』 again.

Well it helps pass time, when I stay like this for too long I get what they call, 『bored』.

I wonder if they're out there too, I can barely see the 『shadows』 like before. The screen just gets greener and greener each time.

When I first woke up I could see everything, the room was so big and bright. I could see them,

walking,

talking,

sitting

and watching, always watching me.

As time passed I learned more, the screen in front of me, they called it glass, and the things sticking out of my body are called tubes. Even this gooey liquid I'm always in has a name, thou I never learned it.

After a while I lost track of how long I was here, by as time passed the bright room had turned dim, and soon those 『people』 had turned to blurred shadows. Even now the most I see are those closest to the glass, but I can still hear the same voices I grew with.

It wasn't long before I heard a muffled voice, "he's active." They must have noticed me. Usually they're faster, but they must be relaxing today.

Their shadows jumped across the room anxiously; maybe they were nervous of something. It took some time but they seemed to stop for a bit, I prepared myself to be 『tested』 as usual. Most of the time they just make shore I know 『left』 from 『right』. Most recently they've just been checking my reaction to different things being pumped through the tubes behind. After a while the feeling becomes second nature and it's not like there's anything else to do but close your eyes and wait.

... Huh

Some things wrong. I thought I opened my eyes but it's still dark. I don't think they started the test either.

Everything's so quiet, I could hear them shouting on the other side, so load that it hurt.

It hurts, my body hurts.

The mask around my mouth there's nothing coming out of it.

The tubes in my back had stopped flowing and my 『container』 was getting hotter. They've done some mean things to me before but now they were trying to truly 『kill』 me.

My mind was already starting to drift slowly, 『time』 wasn't on my side.

I raised my head and remembered the glass separating me from them. The sounds coming from the other side was proof that they weren't in a rush to get me, if I could get to them before I lost sight of myself then maybe.

I leaned forward towards the glass, my body growing heavier with every inch. I tried to envision how close I was to breaking free as my head was to slam through the glass any second now. As I fell the tubes behind me snapped off and filled the area around me with a warm sour taste, my 『arms』 became like stones and my body stopped listening. Whatever was in those tubes we're making me weaker as they left, my eyes began to shut and my mouth hanged open. This was truly the end. I had given up, my senses were gone and my mind on the verge of collapsing, even if I had hit the glass my sense of defeat was too great to notice.

...

"Bruder," the voice echoed through my ears a final time, "Come on already, Bruder."

Man my heads sour.