Walking in circles
…uh… "man my head hurts." where am I?! I can't see a thing thought the boy, sliding his arms together. and what's this rope doing around my wrist???! The young boy wondered with more confusion than worry. He didn't quite grasp what was going on till he calmed down. Only then did it hit him. who am I?
That lone thought echoed in his mind while he was trying to get to his feet, which were sore for a reason he didn't know. cheese what hit me a freight train!!! the boy took a slow step forward, immediately loosing his balance and falling to a knee. Struggling to stand the thought crossed his mind. this can't be good…I feel really bad.
When he had finally gained his balance and was on his feet he know test a dim crack of light, seeming to glow off the ground. "So I'm in a room, but where." the blonde said to himself finding comfort in hearing his own voice. He staggering towards the light, trying to put the least pressure on his now injured knee as possible.
Still gazing at the light, he didn't realize that he missed his footings and tumbled forward slamming his head against the door. A pain shot through his skull causing him to crumble. The blonde laid curled on his side, head pounding. every time he tried to move to relieve the pounding it just created more pain in other parts of his body.
He continues to lay there until he felt a pain shoot straight down his spine forcing him to stand as his only escape.
The blonde inched his way to a wall so he could have a least a little support. He slowly pushed his self up the wall and to his feet. A sharp rock was cutting into his skin slicing his arm, blood rushing out. He stayed leaning against the wall trying to catch his breath, not realizing how hard it had actually been to get to his feet.
Closing his eyes, the only thing he could feel was warm blood slowly making its way down his arm. The only sound that could be made out was his steady breathing. Then a low tap of a feet against the cold hard floor made it to his ears.
At first he thought it was his mind playing trick on him; it liked to do that. He slowly opened his eyes, dreading what he saw on the other side. They came into focus and the second he seen the eyes he wanted to scream, but didn't. two piercing red eyes kept him from doing so. They seem to just take away his soul so there was nothing left; just a body leaning against a wall with nothing to do but rot away for eternity.
