*BANG*
Cold wood is the first thing I feel as my optics open almost instantly to my reaction.
I try to get up and notice the rest of me. Metal fingers, wooden palms, and a soft white fabric is all I see for now.
Shaking, I try to get up but cant help from slipping back to where I started. I hear something, or someone for that matter. "A soft whimpering, perhaps?" I think to myself.
I look around to see an end to what I though was the floor and crawl towards it.
There's someone, white hair, wrinkly, sitting besides someone else, making that horrid noise. The second, thing, much smaller than the white haired one, has red hair, and pail skin, their eyes are closed and they look limbless.
Can they be, dead?
To my horror I try to turn around but I just knock something over the edge, and it lands with
a thud and dust flying away from it.
The white haired one notices me and their noise stops. That face will never leave me, red, tearful, and hurt. They come closer to were I am and their face changes. "Y-You! Just go! GO!" my body trembles to the sound and I try to get away.
I stumble on my way to the only exit I see and fall down.
The white haired one grabs the thing that fell, and slams it very close to me, as if trying to hurt me. "What did I do?" I think to myself "I didn't hurt the red one!", but no matter what my thoughts say the white one keeps going.
I get on my hands and knees and push myself up, I still stumble and fall but I keep heading toward the exit.
I get there and see that the ground is far up from where I am.
The white thing is about to swing the object again, I have no choice.
I push myself out of the window and fall.
I can hear the air whistling as I go down.
The ground is coming closer, I try to find a way out of this, but the only thing I see is an number on my right arm,
and then the ground with a loud thud.