(can you believe that this was the thing that you would first see once you started the book?)
I awaken in a cold sweat. My heart feels like it might escape my chest… I can't breathe… My room spins around like I'm in a carousel. I need to get some water… I attempt to get out of my bed. But, I can’t move. The sheets are secured tight to the bed. I push against my constraints, but to no avail. I keep pushing. Nothing is working. The room spins faster. I keep fighting with my own bedsheets for… God knows how long. Until… something shifts, and I escape. My heart is beating even faster. The walls spin faster. I need water. I get out of my bed, one leg at a time. Both feet hit the floor. I get up.
Suddenly, hands start to come out of my walls. They all grasp for me like I'm their last hope at survival. One step at a time, one foot in front of the other. Every step that I take, the hands get more frantic. They are now flailing around without rhyme or reason, shattering all of my windows. Shattered glass covers the floor. As if that was a cue, hands start to come out of the floor now. They try to grab onto my legs, begging me to stay with them. They want me to become one with them.
One hand grabs my left leg, and I fall to the ground, straight into shattered glass. My whole body is covered in cuts. I try to escape, but the hand grips tighter. The more I move, the more the shards deepen into my skin. The pain is immense. The blood is rushing to my left foot. I can’t get it off. I CANT GET IT OFF. It hurts. IT HURTS. IT HURTS. I hear the snapping of bone and the ripping of skin. My left leg is gone.
I start to scream. A bloodcurdling, horrible scream of agony. The glass shards deepen into my skin. The hands come closer. The room is spinning even faster now. My vision is tinted red.
but I can’t stop now.
I start to pull myself along the floor. The glass shards deepen into my hands, but I don’t care. I just need to get to the water. Then I’ll be okay. A hand grabs onto my right leg. It starts to pull harder and harder until my right leg is gone too. But I don’t feel a thing. The amount of pain I am feeling right now is at its limit… and now, finally, everything goes black. The last thing i saw was… myself… before I
slump to the floor, unconsious.