Beep. That had been the first sound that I’d heard since the darkness overcame me in Chillingsley’s nightmare-inducing lair. Groggily coming to, my senses were pummelled by a cascade of white. I thought for sure that I had become a victim of one of Chillingsley’s nightmares.
The room was the cleanest, brightest room in existence. Not a drop of colour variation, just white - white everywhere you looked. Damn if that didn’t curdle my milk jug.
I sat up, pain throbbing my entire body like a dastardly thunderbolt, starting in my abdomen, then flowing up into my skull where it erupted in a wicked thundering. Unable to fight the agony, I flopped back onto the bed, allowing the back of my head to slam into the fluffy clouds that had been placed lovingly in a comfortable position.
Seeing the he
