(This story contains swearing!

Guide:

"" ~ You are saying something

[] ~ You are thinking to yourself)

Your eyes flutter open, you don't know who or where you are, but as your vision adjusts to your surroundings, you feel uneasy and somewhat scared. You give yourself a minute to calm down, Then, you try to move around. Startled, you didn't think you were going to actually move, but yet it feels as if you did. You spin around in a circle, and you see a light in the distance. Curious but with caution, you slowly inch towards the light. You reach out, but as you do you feel a draft coming from behind you. You freeze in fear. Ready for what lies behind you, you ball your hands up into fists, turn around sharply, and feel a sharp pain from your hands and back.

You fall to what you think is the floor. you feel a warm liquid running from your back and hands. [Blood.] You get up. You stumble, but stand. You see a mirror, And realize that your back now has light grey wings, stained with your blood, your hands, covered in blood, badly injured. You look up at the mirror again and see that it is shattered, with blood dripping from it. Connecting the dots, you realize you punched the mirror when you were turning with such force. {You sigh.} "This is fucking stupid. I feel like im going in circles, going crazy even." You pause. [Damn it. I said that out loud.]

As you start feeling more aware and comfortable with your surroundings, even though all you see is a mirror, a light and pitch black darkness.

Suddenly, your ears start to ring. You feel that unease again. Your heart beats faster and faster, without thinking, you turn and defend yourself; you end up hitting something; or someone.