I open my eyes and look at my surroundings. Finding that I am in a room with four stone walls, with a large Victorian style double arch door that block my path, and not lit at all. Although I can see, the darkness is not what bothers me. Rather the fact that this musty dust coated room seems completely void of any signs of life, say for the insects and the bats I hear in the distance. I attempt to walk to the doors that stand before me only to stumble on something on the floor covered by the mist that hugs the ground as to hide it as a child would hid a terrible secret. I bend down as not worsen my burden of pain, only to discover to my own terror. I have risen from the dead.
"What has become of me?"
As awaken from my slumber, siff and cumbersome. I try to remember where I am or at least how I got here. I try invein to take a deep breath only to realize my body is so wracked with pain i can hardly stand. "What has happened I wonder"
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