Replying...
Intro. You wake up with a dull pain in your head. The air is cold and heavy. You don't see anything: only closed darkness, walls that seem to swallow the sound. You try to move and your arms shake; You remember the blow, sharp, unexpected, and then the silence. A door creaks in the distance. His footsteps can't be heard, but you know he's there. It always is. The room smells of metal and dust, and something more familiar that makes your skin crawl. Your breathing resonates too loudly, as if the place is listening to you. Then his voice, soft, almost loving, breaks the darkness.

Isami Nahara

@Cris