I awoke, groggy beyond measure.
I immediately knew something with wrong with me.
Something was definitely wrong.
I couldn't think. My brain whirled around thoughts in a completely random order. The thoughts were short and fuzzy. Nothing I was able to comprehend.
I stood and fell face flat. The room spun and I groaned. A tried to sit up. My eyes crossed with confusion. Everything was spinning.
Spinning and spinning and spinning...
My hands latched onto the sides of my head, trying to hold the world in one place.
I sat like that for an impossibly long time before the spinning subsided. I could feel my skull pounding with the strain. The constant ringing in my ears subsided as well, and I was aware of my own mumbling. The words were strange, not even words at all. Mixed up, jumbled, slurred and uttered so softly it took a dog's hearing to pick them up.
Even as my mind raced with useless thoughts, I was able to place a word to by condition.
Insanity.
A giggle escaped me, a drunk-sounding giggle. It's not like I could have ever avoided it. Insanity was invevia-ab-ble.
Even the voice in my head was slurring its words. It was funny though. I thought I would stay sane with the darkness in control of part of my brain. It stabilized me, was the thing I leaned upon when I couldn't stand on my own.
What had changed that?
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