Blinding pain. I scream, put my hands to my head. Black out.
"…flesh?"
"….nervous… but look… stops…. Feeling…"
Voices.
"…takes… human…"
"…insane."
I feel different. Wrong.
"Why am I so cold?" I say, hoping the voices will help me. I feel so lost.
"…Broke the inhibitor… I'm sorry, so sorry." Says a man's voice.
"Why… so cold?" I repeat. Dear God, what is wrong with me? I can't move or see. It is just my thoughts… and this voice.
"Do you remember your name?" the man says.
"Sally. Sally Felun." I tell him.
"You're a woman?" another voice replies. Female. Pain throbs through me again, memories surface. Oh, God, how could I forget him?
"Where's… Gareth?" Speaking's difficult. I can't feel my tongue or my mouth…
"Who's Gareth?" the woman asks.
"He can't… see me. It's unlucky… the night before…" The wedding. Our wedding. Just thinking of him and me together makes me happy, but the coldness is creeping back. Like damp.
"You're getting married?"
So cold. So heavy. Like… like metal.
"I'm cold. I'm so cold."
"It's alright." The man says to me, his voice soothing and smooth. "You sleep now, Sally. Go to sleep."
Yes, sleep. Sleep and tomorrow I can see Gareth.
There's a buzzing sound and I drift off into oblivion.