I was slightly surprised at how attached the rabbit was to me. I might have found it a bit unusual but my mind was on other things. My mind was filled with thoughts of how to get back home. I thought about asking Micheal but I was hesitant. I just ,met him and I didn't exactly trust him. After pondering on it for a moment,I decided he was my only choice. As I look up those thoughts flew out of my head. I saw Micheal skinning the rabbit. I quickly turned my face away ,and although I only saw that scene for a moment it was as if it was engraved into my mind. My mind seemed to replay that one moment, the lifeless animal in his hands,the color drained from its skin,the blood dripping to stain Michael's skin.
I didn't understand why I was so agitated. It was as if all my emotions were multiplied one hundred times. My airway soon became closed and I struggles to breath. A piercing pain entered my body from my head to my toes. It slowly moved downward as if to extend my torture. I attempted to scream but it was as if my whole body was frozen still. I tried to yell for help but no matter how hard I tried my body wouldn't listen. I soon became shrouded in despair. I was covered an agony that began to wax in intensity. I was so immersed in the pain that I didn't realize my vision had faded away. The pain in my head started to intensify until I felt as if it was about to explode. Suddenly I saw a flash of images pass through my mind but all to quick for me to catch.
I realized that as soon as the images were gone,the pain started to recede. As my mobility and vision came back I felt a burning sting around my waist. I looked down confused and saw arms wrapped around me. I realized that Michael was holding me up. What I was worried about though, was his blood stained hands that were wrapped around my waist because I was sure that's were the burning sensation came from. The agonizing pain started to come back but this time worst than before. Before I could even open my mouth my vision and mobility were gone. It was as if I was stuck in a dark room with all hope cut off and only despair was left to devour my soul.
I waited and waited for what seemed like an eternity but there was no escape. No help came. I was surrounded in darkness. There was no light, no hope, just darkness. As a time passed I could feel myself becoming numb, both mentally and emotionally. I wasn't frightened anymore, I wasn't desperate, I wasn't depressed, I was just numb. I just accepted my situation after a while, what else could I do. I accepted the fact that I would forever stay in suffocating darkness. That's when the least expected happened, I woke up.