Hello, sorry for the late chapter busy times plus there hasn't been much inspiration with Supernatural not actually showing right now Anyway this the new POV please please leave a review for me :P Thank You!
It was the pain I felt first. It rippled from my leg into my head, twisting and turning, struggling to get out of my body, trapped under my skin. Then I heard the gunshot, pound my ears, slitting the sound into thousand shattered stones. Then it was the hard concrete once again, the coldness shaking my limp body as I went numb. The darkness covered me in till I was dizzy and my eyes were covered with that lonely darkness, that's when I lost all my senses. Or so I thought.
The warmth of human hands embraced my body and I felt the air rush under me and I floated up in air, I feel almost myself again. I sensed the air flow under me as the strong hands of warmth carried me. It felt like a cage but not one confinement but of a safe haven. It didn't last long; I soon felt the coldness of no warm hands, the confinement of that black box.
My head was still banging, swelling through my cheeks, bulging behind my eyes. My head felt heavy and each time I tried to move my skull shattered. My side was now numb and for moments at a time I believed I had no legs that my head was drawing all of my energy into this great spasm of pain. I heard the muffle of voices and a metal door slam shut just beyond my feet. I tried to move my toe but I felt that I had not achieved it. Then the vibrations of the great roaring machine filled my body with more pain. I felt like screaming out, telling them to stop the torture but I knew I could not; my jaw was fused shut like the rest of my pounding body. Then I felt myself moving, slowly at first but gradually picking up speed, I could hear the soft tumps of bumps and bounces in the ground as we swiftly moved over them without any effort. It was then I gave up trying to break free of this unconsciousness, and I let the heated obscurity consume me.