OOOOoh, thank you very much, *growl*
.....No return....
I looked around. All i could see was darkness with small, twinkling red stars. I couldnt even see myself beacuse of the darkness. That voice scared me. It sounded like a call from someone very far away. Maybe too far away?
.....Too bad that you went too far.....
This time it sounded more like a whisper. I really liked that voice, i didnt recognize it though. The stars grew bigger, i saw things in the darkness. A roof. Wow, interesting, huh? A face, a slig face, or maybe a glukkon. Who ever it was, it seemed to be nice...
"Po!"
The sound of voices felt like slamming two hammes at my ears at the same time. It hurted.
"How is our little guest?"
Chainsaws.... ooooh, remove the chainsaws...
"Well...um, hes dead, Tara."
"Dead?"
I heard someone walk. I saw light, and it burned a hole in my head.
"No he isnt, Po, he is both breathing and looking around."
"Really?!"
I realized how thirsty i was. Like if he or she could read my thoughts, Tara said:
"Po, bring water!"
"Yes boss!!"
"Stop calling me that!"
I turned my head over and groaned. It felt good, by some strange reason. After just a moment, Po returned with water. I drank as much as i could without coughing it up. I looked at them, they were both glukkons.
"T-thank you..." I said. I was surprised to hear my own voice. It was much darker than a sligs voice was supposed to be.
"What is your name?" Tara asked. If it now was Tara. A churchbell rang in my head.
"Please, dont talk. It hurts alot. Turn of the light, it burns."
Po seemed to have troubles not to laugh, Tara looked at me, like a teacher looks at a lonely child. I looked beside her, at the big mudokon in the door. It cleared its throat and did a sign with his hand. Po and Tara walked out. The mudokon and i looked at each other, before he closed the door and locked it. Finally, silence.
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