Words Mean Everything // EDITING AND CONTINUING

Chapter 14: Part 3

*Sydney's POV*

I couldn't see anything, it was dark, or was it light...? I couldn't tell. Was I alive? No, I don't think so.. Was I dead? Actually, I don't know. What is this place? It felt like I was asleep or something, but I'm not even sure about that either.

Suddenly, I heard noises, various sounds and moving. I frantically tried my hardest to regain my sight, in search of people. Heck, I don't even know who I am right now, where I am, if I'm even a real person, the sad thing is, I'm stuck in Limbo, and I hope I'm getting out soon.

I then heard mumbling, like a sort of talking, maybe I'm just dreaming all of this, I really hope I am. I heard a soft hum emerge from a side of me, I couldn't tell which one, but, it was definitely a side.

I sighed in my head, just wanting to wake up. It feels like I've been dead, if i am, for like 20 years! Who knows? I may be in the future right now... I don't even know what present time is, maybe I really am dead and this is how I'll think forever... Maybe I'll never wake up.

Suddenly, I felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from my body, in the result as I felt I could breathe. I filled my lungs with air as I drew in a deep breath and tried to open my eyes, 'Come on,' I said to myself in my brain, trying to give myself a push of encouragement, then it hit me, I don't even remember my name... That must not be good, how can I remember how to speak to myself in my head, encourage myself to do things, and converse with no one about being in Limbo, and not even remember my own name.... Wow.

I tried to open my eyes, and they opened wide, light filling my whole entire body as I was blinded by a bright light. Oh yay, I am dead.

Joyful.

Finally, the room became clear and I could make out what looked like a hospital room... White floors, pale blue walls, the little pulse thingy-ma-bobber next to me that held a steady beeping then began to increase as I began to feel scared when I saw them.

Who were they? Standing there in the corner, tears streaming down their faces? They all looked different, like none were related. Was this my family though? My close friends?

One guy stepped closer to me, he looked maybe 18-19. He was very so close to 6-foot, if not above it, he looked muscular and toned, tattoos covering some of his body due to the T-shirt that showed them off, and brown wavy locks, but who was he?

I was really starting to panic now. The curly boy's eyes' were red and puffy from previous crying, I suppose.

"S-Sydney?" He stuttered, coming closer, tears now forming in his bright green eyes.

Sydney? What the heck is a 'Sydney'? (A/N anybody watch Teen Wolf? ;) )

I tried scooting back farther in my bed as he came closer, but as soon as he saw I was quite terrified of him, he stopped.

"Sydney? It's okay, it's just me..." He urged, pausing, "do you remember me?"