Kevin’s point of view
Darkness………..
Isolation………...
No time…….
Time doesn’t exist anymore……
Tortured……. Nightmares……. Nightmares
terrorising me constantly ……….
………..every
negative emotion, every bad memory magnified a thousand times…..
………I’ll
never reach home……….
…………never…..
……………………………
Wait! ……………
being pulled…. Something dragging me……………
………..
pain….. it hurts………
……………….can’t
move ………… can’t resist the pain……..
…… darkness
is fading………
……………….black
to grey….. grey to deep purple ……… purple to crimson red…….
………more
pain………. Dragged again……
……………………………
……………………………
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!”
I immediately fell to my knees; weak, drained, near-death…….
The unfamiliar pain still lingered, causing me to fall forward. Now
I was lying prostate on the ground, with no energy to move.
Cool, refreshing air brushed off my face and ruffled my hair. Yet,
I had no time to savour it.
My new-found sense of touch shut off, and I blacked out
completely.
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