Everything was hazy. I could barely see.
But it's not like there would be much to look at anyways.
From what I could tell, I was still stuck in the realm between; twilight; neither light, nor dark. How long had I been here again? It seemed like ages.
There was no ground beneath me; I floated on my back in midair. Thank goodness. I don't think I could have handled lying on the hard ground. I hurt everywhere.
My body throbbed, scratches covering me head to toe, blood seeping from almost every wound. My head felt light, hence the haziness. I was about to pass out.
But not without first being blinded by the light.
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There was a beeping noise. That was the first thing I noticed about my surroundings. I tried to open my eyes to see where it was coming from, but my eyes felt so heavy that my eyelids refused to respond.
So I listened, adjusting my hearing to a superhuman acuteness. Wherever I was now, it wasn't in the realm between. Somehow I escaped…the light I had seen? Maybe that had something to do with this.
And now I was in some strange place. I moved a bit, flexing my fingers to see if I was completely paralyzed. There were wires and tubes attached to my hands, probably to the rest of me too.
Pain washed through my body in increasing waves and I cried out. It was unbearable!
Footsteps. I heard footsteps. Urgent voices. And then nothingness.
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This time I could see. I never expected this.
The room I was in seemed to be underground, judging by the lack of windows. My head could tilt to the sides, and I could see all the medical equipment stored here. Whoever lived here, they must know quite a bit about medicine.
I moaned, trying to get up. The drugs that the person had used before had completely wore off now, giving me my mobility back, but that didn't mean I had the strength to stand yet.
I collapsed to the ground in a heap, near tears. The pain! It had subdued a bit, but as I took a quick glance at myself, I was hardly in fit condition.
A body dressed in all black walked in, but when they saw me they immediately rushed to my side.
"Hey! You shouldn't be up yet! Your injuries aren't healed yet!"
The person sounded like a teenage boy, maybe 16 years old. But I couldn't see his face because it was hidden in the dark of his hood.
"Yeah, I get that now." I moaned in response.
Carefully, he picked me up and helped me back onto the table, hooking up the wires that had come undone.
"Who are you?" I mumbled; feeling tired again. He was giving me more sedatives. I was really going to hate passing out after all this was over with.
"Riku." He stated, sounding as if he didn't want to be here talking with me. "What about you?"
I paused, searching through my muddled brain. Panic surged through my veins, counteracting the sedative.
"I-I don't know."