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Nothing but pain. Am I dead? Where am I? What’s up with me?

Slowly my mind got used to the pain, wherever I am, I can’t move and I can’t even open my eyes. At that point I swore I could see some light, ever so slightly, like if you looked at a light with your eyes closed.

I came to the conclusion that I’m alive, but I still have no idea how I got here or where I am. My head was hurting too much to try and remember anything anyway so I merely did nothing at all. It was quite pleasant after the pain subsided, but there was still the problem of me seeming to be paralysed.

Then another familiar feeling appeared, boredom. Although I have no sense how long I’ve been conscious for, I’m already bored, usually I’d do something like think up a story or plan something. But in this state where your head feels ready to blow up, it’s not exactly the best idea. I even tried to think of some music to listen to, but that didn’t work. Oh joy.

Then, my heart jumped, I heard something new. Footsteps along with someone humming. In my head I thought, Well, whoever it is, at least they sound cheerful, I might get some help!

“Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing lying there!” A light but loud voice shouted.

Wrong. I thought to myself sarcastically.

I heard the footsteps get closer, “If you don’t get out of here, right now then… I’ll have to use force.” The voice suddenly got a lot more menacing.

Alarm bells starting ringing in my head and immediately I went to move away, only to remember my body had failed.

“Are you even listening to me?!” The voice started to get more impatient and the footsteps got closer again.

Then things went silent for a moment, Am I dead now? Things remained silent and I pondered to myself. Oh damn, if this is death, then I think I’m going to go mad, with nothi- Then more pain made itself known as something hit me near the kidneys, again, and again. The output of pain was starting to make my mind scrambled.

I heard the voice again, presumably talking to herself, at least I think it’s a her, “I wonder if it’s dead.” I felt two fingers on my neck, checking for a pulse, “Oh, it’s not.” I was quite relieved to hear that line.

“I wonder if anyone would miss this if I took it?” The voice once again sounded slightly menacing.

Wait, what? Take what? My mind went frantic again. Then I felt my arm being lifted and then my whole body being dragged along the floor and it wasn’t much longer before I felt myself blacking out from the pain.

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