The Game: Reload

by Scarlet Temptation

"It's just a game," he murmured. His face dipped to mine and he lightly kissed my jaw. "Game over, Leah." A blinding pain shot into my neck and I felt myself falling. My vision went, and the last thing I felt was my back colliding with the water. . . . . . And then? ***Sort-of sequel to The Game***Drabbles/OOC/NonCanon/DarkThemes

3. Chapter 3

Chapter Three

Day. Night.

Day. Night.

Day. Night.

Day. Night.

Day. Night.

Cloudy daylight to cloudy moonlight.

I slept as much as I could, but I couldn't force my mind to just shut down.

Not through lack of trying though.

Most of my muscles were completely useless.

My breathing reflex was weak, but still functioning. My eyes were about the same.

Part of the time I was able to swallow; half drowning through the times I wasn't able to.

I couldn't move, or scratch an itch, or even change the position of my head so that half my face wasn't under the sand.

The legends said that the venom of the cold ones would kill us. We all assumed that would be via poisoning.

But apparently we were wrong.

It was paralysis, ending in starvation and dehydration due to the inability to care for ourselves.

That was definitely worse than poison.