"Just because you ask me every five seconds, he won't wake up faster"
"Chaos guy, move!"
I heard voices, distantly as if they were talking in an entirely different room from me, yet they were too clear to be that far. Events of the past hours slowly poured back into me, and my eyes shot open as I remembered the pain. I sat up in a second, and reached to my back, eyes wide open, as I panted. There was... nothing on my back. I don't have wings... I never did.
I had to remind myself several times, that there wasn't supposed to by anything on my back... It wasn't cut off, I just... Didn't have wings. Still, the memory of the burning, unbearable pain ran through my, sending and an unpleasant but strong shiver down my spine.
"Hi, Seth" I turned my disturbed gaze towards the noise, finding Oc
