Questions flowed through his mind as overwhelming fear conjured up and toppled above him. His body felt so atrocious, every organ, muscle, bone in his body was in pure agony.
What? Where am I? What is this? Everything - hurts… so much..
The muscles in his legs were too weak to stand, he tried crawling with his arms, but they were too brittle to even move an inch. The agonizing pain growed bigger the more he struggled. His flesh tore apart into shreds.
Where- am I? I can see… pink…and..blue…
Words could not even describe how dreadful he felt, too tired to move, too alive to die. The rough stone floor grinded and burned through his skin, every bone in his spine was lacerated and shattered. He was crushed by his fears and crushed by his own body. He tried to scream but he was too tired to even open his mouth. He tried to cry but he was too dehydrated to even shed a tear.
The uncanny tsunami of pain kept growing bigger and bigger, washing away everything in its path, and he was the poor little sailboat stuck in the flood. The more he questioned, the fear got bigger and worse.
I can't see anything. What's that noise?
The raging agony suddenly started to pacify the less he struggled. His body still ached, but most of it was swept aside. There was barely enough energy in him to see or hear anything, there was some sort of stone room surrounding him, followed by a dim blue light that illuminated the area.
Who am I? Why do I know so much.. yet can't figure out where I am and what I am? Is this some horrid dream?
No one answered his thoughts, nobody was there. He thought if he'd just get through this nightmare, he'll wake up and everything will be fine. His mind felt hazier, the pain in his body was gone.
This is just some bad dream...