The light stabs your eyes painfully, but hey, you're tough. You slowly
slide your shoulders back onto the pillow and lift your heavy head.
"Look, she/he's awake!" came the same sobbing voice.
"Oh my god, I'm SO sorry!"
You look at your surroundings. You are lying in a white bed, in
presumably a hospital ward-room.
An IV line is stuck deeply in your arm. It irritates you alot, but you
know you can't take it out. Maybe someone else can, you think. You see
a somewhat short, slender blond-haired boy with big blue eyes sitting
in a chair near u. A oversized blue Adrenaline sweater makes him look
oddly younger than about 13 or 14.
Beside him sits a tall, somewhat lean boy with indigo eyes and short,
curly blond hair. He is wearing a tight black T-shirt and baggy jeans.
"Hey, how's my best student?" he asks. His voice is smooth
and mellow. "Here's your board, little one."
You take the black skateboard and see the word SIN. It all comes back
to you in a jolt.
"Oh, god, what have I done?!" you whisper, leaning back.
"What is it?" asks the tall highschooler. You tell him
everything, him being an expert on the occult and stuff like that.
He looks at you and says, "we are going to help you, child we
are"
"I'm beyond help," you whisper before falling into a
disturbed sleep
You gain your senses slowly. You feel that you are lying on something
soft. A sheet is pulled around you. You hear a faint buzz of
conversation, and then you manage to open your eyes.