My Adventure Through This Weird World

The Aftermath

I woke up.

−Where am I? – I asked looking around.

I saw how everything was neat and clean almost to the point of needing a mental health check. Everything was so neat that I couldn't be paying attention. I found that everything was a boring site. I looked around for a bit I saw She was resting on a bed. She was beautiful.

I tried to move. I couldn't move. My body was completely immobilised with bandages. My right arm and leg were plastered.

−Well, I am alone... − I said. Paused. −What a big shit show was yesterday... −

−A few days ago, at this hour the city was thriving. – Scott said in his chair.

−Where are you? – I said while trying to turn my head around.

−Right beside you. –

−Anyway, it's been three days. –

−Well, it could be said that I love the number three. – I thought

−What happened? – Scott asked.

−I don't wanna talk about that. I just know that I'm cursed. −

−So, you were cursed. How were you cursed? –

−Some guy, names Iscariot, left me a mark on my right forearm. – I explained.

He took out the bandages on my arm to see how I had a huge part of my forearm completely black. The dark part was growing in the pattern of a tree.

−I think it's quite fucked. – I said sarcastically.

−Well, I think we need to cut your...− Scott began.

−You try to cut I will kick your ass till you ask for forgiveness. –

−It's corrupted. – Scott seated down again. −You are gonna die, imbecile. –

I was cursed with my days already "counted". −Hey, what if I am already healed? –

−You cannot heal your injuries in three days. It would take you at least a month. –

−We can pretend that is already a month. – I said while unravelling the bandages of my arm.

−Let's see how bad is it? – Scott said hopeless.

I was confident that it would be quite the shitty arm, but either way I tried. When I finished taking the bandages out, the arm was fine. It wasn't broken. There was a curse, but it appeared as if it was getting smaller.

−Oh, I know what this is. – Scott finally said surprised. −This is the mark of our goddess. –

−What kind of goddess you worship? – I asked. −Since getting your arm corrupted isn't the kind of sign I would attribute with a goddess. −

−Not a nice one, but we worship her. –

−You, two. Shut up and let me sleep. – She yelled at us.

−Finally, awake. – I said with a cunning smile.

−I may be half asleep, but I know that you are being sarcastic. −She said angrily.

−At least, you can differentiate my sarcasm, with my lack of care. –

−I may not be able to move NOW, but I will make you sorry. –

I was not caring. I was just taking my leg bandages of. Surprisingly, I could walk.

−Would I get a certificate for being weird? – I said sarcastically.