Blinding pain assails me.
Wait? Pain? How is that even possible? I’m dead. Or at least, I’m pretty sure I am. Having one’s blood drained tends to end that way. Particularly when the vamp gets to the stage he did with me.
I shiver at the thought.
Wait...shiver?
Okay, so I’m guessing I’m not dead then. Huh. Strange. Maybe my brain didn’t make up my saviour.
I try to open my eyes, but the light in the room burns them. It’s beyond bright, and hurts to even blink.
One hundred percent not dead then. Interesting.
I run my tongue around my mouth, and almost gag. It’s so dry. Like I’ve been asleep for a long time and have managed to severely dehydrate myself. Then again, I lost a lot of blood, so I guess it actually does make sense.
doesMy tongue catches on something sharp where my incisors
