Going Under

*Meili* · 05-31-2014, 11:41 PM

Burning and cold and pain. That's all Meili had felt for days now. It had started suddenly with blood dripping from her eyes in the most horrifying display she had ever seen. She hadn't seen Gael in what felt like forever, she felt so alone, everything was dark. Her body jerked uncontrollably, leaving her unable to leave her den for help or even get enough air into her lungs to call for it. At least, that was until her mind and gone so far into the all consuming darkness that she completely forgot about trying to find help.

Her body went in cycles. She would wake up to severe nausea, dry heaving since she had thrown up her last meal days ago. Then her limbs would jerk painfully, her vision all but gone now. Then she would break out into seizures until she fell unconscious once more. Meili never truly slept, only coming in and out of dark unconsciousness. She had no comprehension of what was happening.

What little time she had in some form of consciousness was haunted with voices, voices from her past that she couldn't recognize. Voices of her mother, her father, her sister... all voices she had long forgotten thanks to her amnesia, but they came back to her now, whispering words that she couldn't quite grasp.

Meili jerked awake once again, gasping shallow, painful gasps of air. Her eyes rolled weakly in her head. She didn't even have the strength to lift her head any more. The hunter laid on her side, whining quietly and staring wide eyed at the den wall. Suddenly her mind cleared for the briefest of moments and she glanced wildly around her, seeing the blood and vomit that was splattered on the floor around her. Her breathing hitched in her chest, terror grasping her just as her body began to twitch and jerk once more. She whined again, trying her best to put some volume behind it so maybe someone would hear. It was the best she could do.

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