“She’s waking up,” A weak voice commented from a distant part of my consciousness.
I slowly became aware of my surroundings, first from the numbness of my arms and legs and then to the emptiness of my stomach before I finally registered the warmth surrounding the second finger of my left hand.
My eyes finally opened and although the image of the world around me was a little grainy, I could still make out the weird visual of Grey sucking on my finger. Warmth pooled instantly into my stomach as it clenched hard.
“W – what are you doing!” I whisper yelled.
“He’s sucking out the poison,” Belial responded on his behalf.
“Isn’t – isn’t that dangerous,” I asked as he continued to suck gently on my finger.
“Not for Death,” He answered simply.
He was seated on the seat next to my vanit
