The Wilds - Unknown
He could feel the blood flowing from his wound.
There wasn't any pain, no, that had faded hours ago before the barn door had even fallen closed. His mind was all over the place, warped and refusing to grasp onto even a hint of reality. Everything seemed to shifting, moving, fleeting beyond anything he could put into words.
His whole body was numb.
What was he doing here? What had been done? He knew darkness had crept into his mind, self doubt, hatred. Every raw emotion that fell on the darker side of the spectrum lingered within him. Yet as he peered through the darkness of his own vision he could hardly place why.
That alone made him furious.
How could he forget? How could he lose something so important. It was like a piece of himself had washed away, a part that he could not remember.
Who was he even?
What was his name?
A frown touched his face as he tried to move, his fingers denting the sand below in desperation. What was going on? Why was he here? And why did he feel nothing but utter rage?
The questions drifted through his mind as he lost consciousness.
He could feel the blood flowing from his wound.
There wasn't any pain, no, that had faded hours ago before the barn door had even fallen closed. His mind was all over the place, warped and refusing to grasp onto even a hint of reality. Everything seemed to shifting, moving, fleeting beyond anything he could put into words.
His whole body was numb.
What was he doing here? What had been done? He knew darkness had crept into his mind, self doubt, hatred. Every raw emotion that fell on the darker side of the spectrum lingered within him. Yet as he peered through the darkness of his own vision he could hardly place why.
That alone made him furious.
How could he forget? How could he lose something so important. It was like a piece of himself had washed away, a part that he could not remember.
Who was he even?
What was his name?
A frown touched his face as he tried to move, his fingers denting the sand below in desperation. What was going on? Why was he here? And why did he feel nothing but utter rage?
The questions drifted through his mind as he lost consciousness.