The Becoming | Sweeney Todd

Chapter 1 | Imprisonment

Cold.

It was so cold I couldn't even manage to sleep...

The bed, if you could call it that, was so hard, my body had imprints of the rusted springs inside the mattress.

I carefully opened my eyes, sensing the light already shining upon them.

The moonlight...

It shone through the window, waking me...

As well as... distracting me from the horrible stench displayed throughout the room I was in...

Unfortunately, the horrible smell struck my nose.

I could only groan through the smell that reminded me of rotting flesh with fresh urine...

Unfamiliar with my surroundings, I placed my elbows beneath me and lifted myself...

But suddenly felt a stinging 'bang' in my head...

I didn't hit anything - but it felt like somebody threw a porcelain pot at my skull.

I placed my right palm against the painful side of my head...

I held it, trying to soothe the pain...

However, upon removing my hand, I have noticed how my hair began to stick to my fingers, as well as how sensitive my fingers became to even slight whispers of wind...

I retracted my hand, somewhat disgusted...

...But widened my eyes upon seeing my fingers covered in blood.

Whose blood was it?

I hadn't got a clue unless it could have been my head bleeding...

Why was it bleeding?

I didn't even know where I was...

I could only guess from the bars on the windows, empty cold walls and the bar-like door in front of my bed.

But I was unsure...

Prison?

But what for?

My mind only traced the incoherent memories of a silhouette of a man opening a sort of door in front of me...

But... that didn't make sense of a crime...

The stinging in my head came back the more I continued to sit upright...

So I succumbed.

I carefully dropped back into this bed and turned my face away from the moonlight.

I passed out soon enough, just rethinking everything...

And trying to remember at least who I was...

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Bright.

I woke up with a jolt.

Bright?

Bright?

Why is there light?

My eyes scanned the uncomfortable room I was in -

I leant forward but stopped just as quickly.

Restrains.