The sight of his reflection in the blood waterfall made Sol take a couple of steps back.
"What the fuck is that?"
His reflection's head was incomplete, jagged holes littered his head exposing the smudgy brain matter underneath.
Sol traced his hand around his head, making sure it wasn't real.
But despite not finding any holes, a nagging voice whispered to him that something, somewhere wasn't right.
Sol became more and more irritated the longer the voice was in his head.
He fell down to the ground and pulled his hair out out.
Get out of my head!
Get out of my head!!
Get out of my head!!!
His thoughts grew louder as the world spun around him.
"GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!"
"SHUT UPPPP!"
A voice yelled beside him, snapping Sol out of his frenzy.
Sol opened his eyes and looked to his left, and found a brown haired guy with green eyes glaring at him.
After a while of eye contact, he spoke again.
"You keep talking in your sleep, can you stop that?"
"What?"
The veins on his head popped out.
"YOU'RE BEING TOO LOUD, CAN YOU SHUT UP."
"I'm sorry, where are we?"
"Did you even listen to me?"
He jumped towards Sol in anger.
"Sure I did, now tell me where we are."
"Look around, where do you think?"
Sol did as he said and sure enough he came to the same conclusion.
"It's a hospital!"
Though it looked more like a psych ward.
Multiple people, including sol, were chained up to their beds, with a few nurses walking here and there unlocking peoples chains for a few minutes before putting them back.
"Of course it's a hospital you dunce, now can you shut up and let me sleep in peace?"
"Sure ."
Sol remained calm despite how angry the guy opposite him looked.
But his inside there was a storm cooking.
'I'm cooked, how could I fail the exam?'
'I don't have a plan B.'
'I've got no house, no money, no family to go back to!'
'Wait...'
Sol put his hand to his chin.
'maybe I do...'
'Ha ~ Are really considering that?'
'You're really grasping straws here.'
Very little of this body's memory before transmigration remained so even if he had family' he wouldn't know who they were.
'Just shut up and rest before your head explodes from stress.'
After a long conversation with himself, the only solution he could come up with was. to 'just roll with it' and stay in the hospital for as long as he could.
"Hey everyone, Mr Sanderson has decide to give you all another chance at joining the CDS."
"He says as long as you're able to stand and follow me, He'll allow you to join the CDS."
Two simple sentences completely destroyed his plans.