Remembering something, I closed my eyes and focused, just like I had before.
As I concentrated, I noticed a strange smell, creeping into my awareness like a dark fog.
It was foul, an odor that seemed to cling to the back of my throat and twist my stomach in knots.
What is this awful smell? It's really disgusting...
Wait! This smell... It's familiar... Have I smelled it before?
The scent was acrid, stinging my nostrils with its sharpness.
As I inhaled more deeply, trying to place the scent, a wave of recognition washed over me.
The smell was unmistakable, and a shiver ran down my spine as I realized what it was.
It's blood, right?
"Wake up! Michael!"
Huh? Michael? Who is that?
Ohhh, that's me...
With that realization, my eyes fluttered open...
The world came into focus, but my vision was jostled as something—or someone—shook me relentlessly.
What... Is.... Going on?
