Was it dark?
I can't tell.
Im just here.
Where is here?
I felt my senses attempt to start draining back into my body(Was it my body?), like a pitcher trying to pour blood through a thick filter.
What was with the strange comparison? I wonder where that came from. Why was that the first thing i could compare it to? when the hell would that even be something that happens.
Voices
They were almost whispers, like hearing through both noise cancelling headphones and a thick wall of water at the same time. A pressure slowly made itself known, lingering on where i think my cheek would be.
My eyes shifted under heavy eyelids, said eyelids refusing to comply and open, not letting me get a chance to take in my surroundings.
The voices were getting louder and clearer, two to be exact. Though the second was less coherent sentences more like inconsistent babbling and whining. Sounded like an animal in all honesty.
I seemed to be lay down on a flat surface, whether it was supposed to be cold, i could not tell.
My eyes did not flutter open like described in many books, they snapped open, a harsh white light burning into them. I blinked as i tried to form coherent thought that would actually help me.
"Oohh~ Look who's finally woken up."
I looked at the man that stood above me....
The fucks wrong with that makeup, Is that makeup? Did this dude get green fucking stripes tattooed onto his face or something?
I was taken out of that train of thought by a camera being roughly pushed near my face, Dear god is that a fucking gremlin its so adorable- i want to pet it- cant resist-
What..?
I couldn't move my hands.. Nor my arms.. Or my legs. I cant move-
I immediately looked at my body, there was nothing holding me down why cant i move-
"Oh? Whats with that look?" The green guy (Ill call him that for now) Teased, for some reason he sounded disappointed?
Oh, he probably expected me to freak out. Actually, why aren't i freaking out. Oh well. I guess my dreams of petting that gremlin thing will have to wait. "Wh-", i tried to speak but oh god my throat. It felt like somebody had shoved it with cotton wool, it was so Dry.
I felt myself gag a bit, green guy cackling with glee at my obvious struggles. "How is the pain?", he asked in a tone that i couldn't decipher, Was it malice? Disgust? Better not dwell on his tone of voice when there was an obvious problem.
What fucking pain?
I did another one-over of my body, trying to figure out where pain would come from because i obviously want feeling it and-
Oh.
O h.
Hmm, im saying 'oh' alot recently, might wanna stop that...
Should probably focus on why i was speechless for a bit-
r i g h t-
Where in the ever living fuck did my arm go. How did i not notice this the first time holy shit.
Blinking in confusion i stared at the bloody stump that replaced where my arm was supposed to be. Did he fucking take my arm? Rude.
My eyes flicked over the the cute gremlin, who was still whining trying to get a good angle on my face with his camera, seemingly starting to panic.
through sheer fucking will i managed to choke out, "My l-left side is. My b-etter Angle." alongside a chuckle that soon turned into a coughing fit.
My reaction was clearly not expected my green guy as he just stood there silently for a few moments, blinking before bursting out into laughter.
"My dearie aren't you an interesting one~"
