Chapter 4
I woke up in a dark room with a strange man looming over me, and that's when I fainted.
I woke up again, but this time the room was brightly lit and there was no man in sight. I took this time to explore the room; it was on old room by my estimation, and it looked like it hadn't been cleaned in a hundred years. As I surveyed the room I remembered the events of the past few hours….I was shot! But here I was not feeling any pain or any other feeling at that. I could literally not feel anything, pain, sadness that I had been kidnapped or whatever, anger at being shot…nothing. Well actually one thing…the sudden urge to pee and throw up at the same time. I quickly looked around me for any signs of a door or anything that could be a bathroom, I saw one door at the corner of the room, but it was heavily padlocked. I banged on the door with my fists and shouted "Hello, is anyone in here!", "Please get me out of here! I have to pee!" When no one answered I slumped to the floor, defeated. I didn't know what to do, but I guess I just had to take it like a man and pee on myself. I was getting ready but then the door made click noises that meant it was getting unlocked and relief flared all over my body. Good I wouldn't have to pee on myself. I let out a huge sigh of relief then recoiled at the sight of the man that just came in. He was tall, slender, and I guess he would be called 'handsome' from a woman, but the thing that made me recoil was the scars. He had literally hundreds of scars, all over his face, hands, and all I could see of his legs. My first thought was that this must me a really bad guy; I mean who else would get in all these fights? He caught me staring at his scars, I looked away quickly. "Looking at these?" he finally said gesturing at his scars. I felt a mental bullet as he spoke, it felt like I was talking to God himself (not that I would know what that's like) but his voice sounded so ancient and powerful, it sounded angry and sorrowful at the same time, extremely powerful but also helpless, helpless at the hands of some very powerful being or thing. I cringed as he spoke again; "Do you know why you are here?" Hearing his voice though, made me go out of my numb feeling coma, "Do I know what I'm doing here!" "Do you?" he inquired again. My face turned white with rage, "ARE YOU SERIOUS!" I screamed, he had really pissed me off. "No I do not know why I'm here, I don't get anything that happened over the past few hours, I got shot! I got freaking shot and I don't feel anything! There's no pain at all!" as I said this I felt a sudden surge of strength. Pure strength, I felt as I could run a million miles in a minute, beat up an army, snap a tree with my bare hands. And then I fainted..again. When I awoke for the third time I still felt that very powerful feeling, but this time I also felt another feeling…one I realized to be pain, the pain that had been missed before. Was this an after effect of the bullet? I winced as I felt a cold searing pain in my neck. No, it couldn't be from the bullet. I was shot in the chest, and now as I processed the cruel sensation I realized that the pain was fading. There was a sudden change in me. I felt whole, complete, I had found my true self.