Snippet #1648788

Click....
Click.....
Click.....

Crow's eyes flashed open. The darkness's lullaby had soothed him to sleep, but a new noise kept him awake. The clicking of heels. He closed his fingers into a tight fist, exercising his muscles. It was time for him to get up. Closing his eyes and concentrating on his motions, the straps holding him down slowly fell through him, as though he was a ghost. He ripped the plugs from his arms and tossed the sheets off. The pain was excruciating but he didn't make a noise.

The bed creaked as he got to his feet, every muscle in his body reacting to the same pain at the same time. If it were any human, they would have passed out from the pain. He took the cup of pills from his bedside and tossed them into his mouth, downing water to assure they went down. They would keep his mind off the pain.

He managed to push the heavy metal door open and stumble into the hall way. Leaning against the walls, he sluggishly numb-footed his way towards the direction of the tapping. Why he wanted to meet the noise, he had no idea. Anything was better than laying in that bed. Even the pain.

He rounded the corner, and that's when he spotted the owl. Long haired blonde beauty was leaning against the wall with an odd expression. She was lost in her thoughts.

How do you speak again? Why is it that I have so suddenly forgotten? He stumbled closer, his body aching from the pain. I want my strength back. Give me my strength back! He had gripped the wall so tightly that he tore the skin on his fingers. Blood-covered claw marks ran down the brick, and his body could only take so much pain before it collapsed under it's self and left him sitting against the bloody wall.