Another shout another bullet, too much chaos, there was a battlefield out there and I was doing what I am most good at. I stayed silent not moving not because I don't want to but because I am unable to. My head felt like it has blown up, it feels heavy like a large ornate crystal ball the one like they drop at times square on new years eve.
My eyes were already closed shut and so was my body, my senses that were highlighted were now coming to a stop. Voices started to fade away as if they all thought that they might disturb me if they keep fighting in the room I am kept, so on second thought they all wrapped it up and took it outside where there was no one sleeping.
Or in my case drugged.
