You Got Nailed!

Part 2

From Chapter 1

Darkness. It was always dark. He didn't know when it started, just that it was all he knew. Nothing but black darkness surrounding him. But it was now coming to an end. Folken saw the light at the end of the tunnel and lunged for it.

"Oh no you don't!" yelled Lea as she tackled his legs.

"Nooooooo!" he screamed as the author dragged him off.

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"Hello. I'm Sarah. I've been taking care of you for the past month," said the young woman. "Can you please tell me your name?"

A puzzled look came over the young man's features as he looked at Sarah. She had black, wavy hair that went down her back, with a dark blue headband that kept her thick hair from going into her face. And she had such startling ice blue eyes that seemed to pierce into the young man.

"Sexy!"

The two young adults looked around, searching for the strange voice that came out of nowhere. Sarah coughed into her hand lightly and replied, "Well, that was odd."

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A puzzled look came over the young man's features as he looked at Sarah. She had black, wavy hair that went down her back, with a dark blue headband that kept her thick hair from going into her face. And she had such startling ice blue eyes that seemed to pierce into the young man.

He attempted to speak, but found that his mouth was sticky and throat dry and he started to cough.

"Water," he croaked.

Sarah reached over to the nightstand where a pitcher of water and a glass were placed. She poured the water into it. She then held it towards him. He pulled his right hand from beneath the bed covers for the glass and gasped.

"What is it?" Sarah asked with concern as she put the glass back on the table and came a step closer.

"Come closer," he whispered.

She came up against the bed and was swiftly pulled in. The next few minutes was blotted out by the naughty author, but we can't help but hear a few giggles and some sounds that we are better off not knowing about.

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"My arm. What happened? What is this?" he asked in a raspy whisper, his voice trembling while looking at his metallic and right-handed claw.

"I thought you would know. The men brought you in like that," Sarah replied quietly. "Do you remember anything?"

"No," he murmured. He put his hand beneath the covers again, as if to hide it from view. His pale eyebrows were knitted together in painful concentration as he tried to remember something of his life, a name, a face, anything.

He found that he couldn't and a tear escaped his eye. He felt his muscles start constricting as his body began to shudder and started sobbing quietly.

Sarah gently leaned over him and slowly wrapped her arms around him, whispering into his right ear, "Shh. Don't worry, we'll find out who you are. It'll just take some time…" She continued murmuring encouraging and soothing words to him. His left arm came out from under the covers and hugged her back as he quieted down and his tears subsided.

'Hehehe, the ladies can't keep their hands off me!' thought Folken. 'Hey, where's her hand going? Oh!'

"You pervert!" yelled Sarah as she pummeled him with a pillow.

"Wha-?!"

"I'm a telepath!"

***

If you guys have any funny ideas to help me along, or want to submit some of your own humorous versions of my story, or bits of it, please send them to me and I'll see what we can do.

My e-mail is LSR_7@yahoo.com

Thanks!

-LSR_7