wake up...
"Hey boss...I think she's wakin' up."
You blink your eyes, wrinkling your nose at the gritty feeling as a
dark blurred figure shuffles into your sight range.
"Who are you?" you mumble, your tongue heavy and
uncomfortable. The figure wavers in and out of focus.
"Uh...boss? She's talkin'."
You nearly growl in fustration and try to stand up. The light isn't
quite as painful now, but you can feel every sore spot on your body.
You scowl at the person in front of you while taking in his
appearance. He is dressed in dark, baggy clothes that don't help his
pudgy appearance, and short but messy hair sticks up in odd
directions. His gray blue eyes dart around the room uncertainly.
"Well?" you demand, "Who are you and where am I?"
"Uhh..."
"Can't you even say a proper sentence? I wake up in some
godforsaken place with weird injuries and get kidnapped by some weirdo
with a negative IQ? This is ridiculuous! Wh-"
"Well, well. It seems the princess has woken."
You break off mid-rant to stare at the newcomer.
The murmers around you irritate the painful pulsing of your temples.
A fuzzy spot of yellow light appears in the middle of your vision,
widening into a blinding brightness.
