The Death Of Me

I grab my stomach hopeing to find some food soon,You thought. You were walking around a huge city for about four days without much food at all. Your feet were killing you and your stomach was eating you from the inside. I turn a corner and I realize I hit a dead end. Great. Just what need, I thought to myself. I sit down on the floor with my back ugentst the cold wall. My head begins to feel light and my eyes getting dizzy. Then before I new it, eveything went dark and fell asleep.

Then all of a sudden, I jolted my eyes open to a sound of someons voice. "Hey!" Someone yells behined you. Your you didnt have enough strength to sit up. You slightly move your head using as much force as possible. You see a tall man in a lab coat covered in stiches, glasses dimming in the light. Your (e/c) eyes fill with fear. "Hey. What are you doing here?" He asked in a low voice. You stay silent. "Dont want to speak eh?" He questioned while putting his hand behined his head scratching.