Plink Drip. Plink Drip. Plink Drip. Plink Drip.

“Ugh.” What is that sound? And why does my head hurt so badly? Where am 1? I try to open my eyes, but they feel like they are being weighed down

by something. I move my eyeballs around behind my eyelids really slowly and then try opening again. This time I get light through just a sliver of an

opening in my eyelids, but everything is fuzzy. I blink some more willing something to come into focus.

Plink Drip. Plink Drip. Plink Drip. Plink Drip.

I squeeze my eyes shut, which actually hurts, then crack them open again and get enough body awareness to shift my head toward the sound that is

like nails on a chalkboard in this otherwise silent space. Finally I can see it. One of the faucets in the communal showers is dripping, I’m still in the

locker room. Why was I in the locker room? The obnoxious sound is coming from the water hitting the metal soap shelf and then the drain and

sending chills up my spine. I slowly move my head back forward, why am I so slow and groggy? Even thinking is hard. I don’t think I am standing, but

I don’t think I’m on the floor either. Huh.

and I don’t think I can move, what can I

chest is on fire now, for sure broken ribs. I try again more slowly this time, expecting the pain. Blood. All

a lot of it. What the

for you to come out of that. You

goes off near me and makes me flinch. I didn’t realize there was anyone here with me. I wonder if my nose is broken, maybe that’s

only smell

do a physical check while she yammers on about me being weak and useless. Nothing

which unfortunately is a good and bad sign, I have some sort of

both, but something is for sure not right on my

being tied up or dragged around, but I don’t have the

whipping

of sand into my mouth and throat and as I

spectacular

you to stay

on the little air I can take

side. At least two people are helping her. “And stop trying to

Are. Mine.” I try to focus on where I hear her

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