"Where am I? Something happened some moments before I blacked out, what was that?" In that place that was stark dark, Denzel thought. "No, I should forget about that now. What is this place? Am I about to meet with Oscar? Or Rhett?"
Denzel couldn't move around since he couldn't see a thing. Then he thought to try to remember what might have made him black out.
'Was I killed?'
No, that seemed impossible.
'Then... Oh yeah!' His memory struck a thought. 'What was that scream before I lost consciousness, and was it that scream that might have caused me to black out?'
"Hey, Boy,"
Denzel was jounced from his thoughts the moment he heard that call.
"Mical?" He had to ask. The resemblance in the voice was so much.
Soon, a little light began to form up, and he was starting to see the figure of a bird show up.
"Mical!"
"Shut it down, kid, you should be preparing to thank me," Mical said, folding its legs to sit on the ground.
