A rumble vibrates the room; I search with my ear to locate the sender, the provider of noise. It rumbles again, I'm unable to make the sound make sense. I conclude it is thunder. 'Let go of me!', the rumble, the thunder, a voice commands. My skin screams as a cold substance rips across my naked knuckles. I recline my hand off the Linen I grasped so tightly. I bring them into my breasts. I feel the warm liquid trickle down my body, the smell of rust rises allows me to acknowledge that I'm bleeding badly. The warmth eases me, my icy body struggles for its heat.
It is only then I feel a conscious being near me. The rhythmic clockwork of hot air being blown against my cheek allows me to pinpoint the body. I shift myself; I'm uncomfortable in this presence. However as I move, my new companion moves in closer.
'Silly little girl , the voice sneers, spitting at me. My body shakes in the presence of the other person. I feel cold at the tone of voice, it' cold, emotionless, dead.
The darkness of my eyes starts to clear, like a mist on a summer day, it rises. Everything is blurred, foggy. I squint and try to make sense of my surroundings. The room is grey, everything is merging together, the cold hard walls mock me as the lighting burns at my pupils, and I try to adjust but only manage to look down.
A force grasps my hair, I cry as each tiny hair being pulled from the root, each agonising as I feel every loss. I'm pulled up, my legs obeying the commandment of the force, to stop the pain, to save my hair, only to realise that vanity is trivial here. My head is tugged and I'm forced to look up, it is only now that I see my company. A young adult, not much older than myself stares at me. His icy blue pupils bore into my soul, into my heart. But I need not explain who this person is, I've stared into the eyes before; it's hard to forget the eyes of a lover.
It's at the spark of this recollection where I feel a very knock to my head, I bash my knees on the concentrate as I'm released, I lurch my hands to steady myself but it's no use, my friends in the darkness of unconsciousness are calling.