A/N: Hey guys, this is just a little something I came up with during my Maths and Irish classes about four days ago.
I was definitely doing my work though, seriously. I'm a good student.

Hope you enjoy this little ficlet thing.

I sit in the room, cold and empty and dark.

so very dark...

My eyes sting, my skin sticks to itself with my drying blood.
I cannot see.
I am along in this dark box, and I swear it's getting smaller.

A click, a klang, a strip of light, blinding light.

A voice- A woman!
"hello there!" She calls. the voice is familiar, but I can't quite place it.

Hope explodes in my chest. can she get me out? Can she take me from this vile place?

"How are you feeling, Kev?"

my heart sinks, hope vanishing.
Her.

and that nickname she's given me... 'Kev'... it only reminds me of the blood clinging to my skin, pouring from my eyes, my mouth my-

I've been bleeding like this for days now, but I'm not dead or even lightheaded from the bloodloss... this isn't right. what have they done to me? and who exactly are they?

I still cannot see. I saw the light, but now there is nothing.

I realise, as I hear the woman approaching, that my eyes had closed tightly shut upon seeing the light, protecting themselves and shutting out the light that I have craved to see all these long hours.

these long days.

how long have I been here?

and where exactly is here?

I open my eyes, only slightly, I feel more blood splash onto my lap. I don't move or jerk. I'm almost used to it now.
I see the woman, standing above me, smiling- no, Grinning- no...

I do not know what she is doing, but whatever it is, it's ghastly.

her face has been slit form the corners of her mouth up to her cheekbones, and the skin stitched shut to form a permanent... smile? Grin?

I don't know...

I'm scared. I don't show it, but I'm scared.

She takes out a syringe. I shout, I scream, I kick and struggle, but that doesn't stop her.

A prick, a twinge, followed by a warm feeling. heavy, hazy, happy...

I smile lightly, but I'm still scared.

I want to go home...

No... No, I am home...

and StrexCorp, they're my family.

My name is Kevin .

and I have finally come home.