The world seemed to drift in and out of focus as I drifted in and out of consciousness. I felt hands upon me, but I was to weak and dazed to put up any kind of struggle or resistance.
Then all at once, I felt something hard beneath me. It was cold, and felt vaguely like stone. My vision was blurred from the tears that had welled up in my eyes when I wasn't looking. I looked up. I realized I was shaking.
"Who knows you're here?"
The voice seemed faraway. I felt cold, clammy hands wrap around my face, forcing me to look up. I cried out in horror as a face invaded my frightened mind, like a demon.
"WHO KNOWS!"
Worms exploded out of the seams of the mask. I screamed again, shielding my face. Above me, the lights went out. I felt like I was suffocating. The black was closing in around me. I whimpered, writhing and twisting on the hard surface beneath me. I felt myself beginning to lose consciousness again. I looked back up, just as something big and black descended from the rafters.
The world went dark.
Authors Note: Next Chapter on its way!