rainbowfic | Spring Green, Under The Bed Black

Name: Sebastian
Title: waking and falling.
Story: None
Colors:Under The Bed Black: 13. Snatched
Spring green: 13. we wonder who we are
Supplies/Styles: None
Word Count: ~m 1,208
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Imprisonment, memory isues, mention of blood
Notes: I really, really needed to make myself write something because I was quickly getting into a rut, so I did this. I don't even know, guys. Let me know if you enjoy it Also, amusing fac: I have been writing this to versions of A Christmas Carol on TV..

You wake up.

Your head is foggy and you're unclear of what happened or how you got here. Your head hurts a little and you can't really concentrate on anything.

You wonder why you're cold when you find yourself in a patch of sun. You wonder why you can taste blood.

You get to your feet, walking carefully towards the door in the corner of the room. You're not sure what's behind it, or even where you are, but you figure you won't be getting out of here without exploring.

Passing through the door, you see movement. Another person is staring down the hallway, looking as confused as you feel.

"Hello!" they greet, not unpleasantly, though with somewhat of an eerie air to them. "Are you all right?"

"I don't know." you answer, your voice slurred when you speak. "I don't know where I am."

"Neither do I!' They sound excited and reach out to touch you, fingers brushing your wrist.

Everything goes dark.

~

You wake up.

Your head is foggy and you're unclear of what happened or how you got here. Your head hurts a little and you can't really concentrate on anything.

Your eyes pass over the room. There's a bed which you're on, a table in the center and a broken mirror. Your fingers are cut up and you suppose that it's got something to do with the shards on the floor.

You get up carefully, your feet hitting the ground with a quiet sound and feel the chill hit you instantly. Everything feels cold and you're wishing you had a blanket or a coat.

There's a door in the corner and you consider going through. Something tells you it might not be the best idea but you shake it off. No way of knowing where you are unless you go exploring, right?

You open the door and there, just a few feet away from the door.

"Hello!" They're cheerful enough but you feel the chill get deeper and the prickle a the back of your neck is hard to ignore. "Are you all right?"

You look down at your bleeding fingers and hen up to the person before you. It's hard to focus on them, your vision blurring at the edges.

"I'm not sure." you finally answer. "I'm bleeding an I don't...I'm not sure where I am."

"I am too!" They reach out for you as you speak and you see their fingertips dripping red.

Everything goes dark.

~

You wake up.

Your head is foggy and you're unclear of what happened or how you got here. Your head hurts a little and you can't really concentrate on anything.

You're colder than is pleasant and without thinking, you just curl up in the bed and try to get warm. There are no blankets and there's something in your head telling you not to go outside yet.

You wonder if maybe you can try and find something inside the room to warm you up but on a cursory look, there seems to be nothing.

You notice the bloodstains on the pillow, then touch your face, feeling the dried blood around your nose. There's still a little fresh there as well and you pull your hands away with bits of red on your fingertips.

You get to your feet, looking at the door again. There're no other exists anywhere and you're hoping to find a place to lean up and get arm.

You approach the door and feel a creeping fear following you. Something isn't right behind that door and you feel your heart quicken a little when you touch the knob.

Sucking in a breath, you pull it open and are greeted with the face of a smiling person, obviously cheerful, though maybe a little confused too.

"Hello!" They're smiling with a lot of teeth and you think you feel like you want to back away but find your feet aren't working.

"Are you all right?"

You blink, shaking your head slowly. "I'm...I'm not sure where I am."

"Me either." The bounce on the balls of their feet for a moment, then reach out to grab your hand.

Everything goes dark.

~

You wake up.

Your head is foggy and you're unclear of what happened or how you got here. Your head hurts a little and you can't really concentrate on anything.

You're cold, jaw shaking a little with how chilled you are. You want to be warm that's all, and not being so is driving you to tears.

There's a noise. You look up and there's a person inside the room with you. They don't look cold but their presence sets you immediately on edge and you pack up into the wall.

"Hello!" hey wave at you and you see deep cuts in their hands. Upon further notice, you can feel similar cuts on your own hands and you wonder how they got there. "Are you all right?"

You feel your throat close you and your hands begin to shake. They're moving closer so that they're sitting on the edge of the bed.

Shaking your head,you realize it's not an answer to the question but rather, a reaction to them being this close.

"It's okay,"." They say, voice more gentle than before. "I'm not all right either."

They reach out and their fingers touching your forehead for a moment.

Everything goes black.

~

You wake up.

Your body doesn't even get the chance to register much beyond the person sitting on your bed, their hands are twitching a little in their lap as they watch you.

Your heart is racing, your body in paina nd so tired and you realize there's blood pooling around your ear.

"Hello!" hey greet you warmly but you don't care. It's terrifying for some reason. You don't want to be here, you don't want o be with this person, whoever they are. You want to be home, wherever that is, and you want to run and you want to be warm.

They smile down at you, a smile that looks hungry. "You're going to be all right."

And they lean down and brush their lips against your skin.

Everything goes black.

~

You wake up.

Someone is there with you, touching your face gently with icy fingers.

Everything goes black.

~

You wake up.

Cold. fear. Oh god, don't touch.

~

You wake up.

Plea--.

Everything goes dark.

~

You wake up.

Everything goes dark.

~

Everything is dark, has been for as long as you can rmember. THe thing is though, you're not scared of the dark. It's warm, it's safe and you can hide if someone comes for you.

And you know someone will come for you. You can feel the hovering just above your skin.

Are you all right?"

I don't know.

But you do, in the back of your mind, you do know.

No, no I'm not all right.

Everything goes bright.

~

You wake up.

Your head is foggy and you're unclear of what happened or how you got here. Your head hurts a little and you can't really concentrate on anything.

You wonder why you're cold when you find yourself in a patch of sun. You wonder why you can taste blood...