Snippet #2415

Matthew let out a small groan as he lay there. Things were confusing at this point in time. He kind of felt like he was hungover from a good night out, but at the same time, he also felt different, like his body had taken a pounding. Whatever it was he felt awful and couldn't remember the night before. When he opened his eyes though, he realised things didn't add up and he had no idea where he was.

Letting out a small groan Matt slowly sat up and looked around. Everything was a light shade of grey and the place looked like it went for miles. Where the hell was he? Finally his attention was drawn away from his surroundings and to other people that were in the room - well he wasn't even sure that he could call it a room. Whatever it was there were others there with him. He decided he had to go and see them and see if they knew what was going on. He was so wrapped up in finding out where he was he didn't notice or feel the blood and deep gash that was on his head, or the fact that his face looked like he'd been hit by a train.

The closer he got to everyone though the more he noticed that they all looked hurt. He looked down at himself though and couldn't see any kind of cut or bruise on him. What the fuck was going on? He thought.

"What is going on?" He asked as he got closer, noticing for the first time when he spoke something didn't sound or feel right.

It was then that he remembered exactly what happened before he woke up here. Matt was running away from something or someone when he ran out into the middle of the road to an ongoing car. It hit him but he couldn't remember it stopping and just remembered seeing the blurred faces of people on the other side - then nothing. After that Matt couldn't remember a single thing.