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I feel so heavy it's like a mountain is pressing down on me. I try to stretch with no success. A sudden thought creeps into my head that I am trapped and start to feel claustrophobic. Holding back the panic I decide I should try and open my eyes and get a better handle on the situation.

While I attempt to open my eyes, slowly my senses seem to be returning, I can feel vibrations entering my body in a slow, methodical beat that is always slightly different from the rest. I think these feel like footsteps of 4 or so people but I do not really understanding how I know that so I push the thought aside and wonder if I am being taken somewhere.

After an intense struggle I barely manage to open one of my eyes and almost immediately close it due to a blinding red light. Distracting me from the intense pain momentarily I notice the air is stagnant and heavy with the scent of blood causing me to wonder where in the seven hells I am.

-”I wonder who smells so delicious?”

Finding the thought slightly weird, I add it to the list of puzzling questions that is slowly growing and wait for the light to dim enough to allow my eye to focus. Once my vision clears I find that I appear to be in some sort of cave illuminated in an extremely comforting, pulsing red light that is casting strange haunting shadows along the jagged wall.

-"Those shadows look like the people are being burnt alive."

-”I really want to know what is making the light but can't see past the horde of people standing in the way. What are they doing?”

-”How dare they block my view!”

The weird ringing sound I have heard since I woke up but only just noticed starts to silence enabling me to be able to make out sounds. I flinch at all the new sensory information flooding into my head.

-”Yes! I can move…. Well, its only a little a subconscious flinch at the moment but it's better than nothing.”

I try to focus on the noises and realise that a few of the people in the room are talking in a foreign language that I have no comprehension of. Well I would like to say it's talking. Although it looks like most are whispering, to me it sounds like they are yelling directly into my ears as loud as they possibly can.

-”Shut up before I grind your corpses into the ground and feast on your flesh".

-"Wait... what…… I keep having weird thoughts that I normally wouldn't ha……”

-”Where am I?... who am I? Who are these people? Why are there black lines in my vision”

Finally starting to think somewhat straight I realise I have no clue on where or what I am and…

-”A cage!!!! I AM IN A CAGE. WHO IN DAMNATION DARES TO PUT ME INTO A CAGE?”.

I feel anger burst forth from deep within me and have the sudden compulsion to destroy everything I could lay my hands on. If feels like I am loosing myself so I attempt to calm myself by summarising all the information I currently had.

-”I am in a cage that is in a cave full of what appears to be medieval armed men. I can feel vibrations that I weirdly know is from me being carried and can see the red light getting further away. I am having violent and almost sadistic impulses that are not what I assume to be my normal self even though I have no idea what my normal self is and I am even talking to myself….."

-”Option one is I am crazy with option two being I have been kidnappi… how old am I? GOD DAMN IT! How the hell am I meant to make sense of this without information...I wonder what it's called when an adult is abducted?”

Feeling uneasy that at the monologue in my head I realise I have started drifting and decide to get back on subject. I scan the room focusing on a large man that appears to be giving out orders

-”I bet he is the leader of these men…… he must be the one who locked me in this cage… caused me, NO STOLE my memories and doesn't even bother to give me an explanation…... I SHALL BATHE IN HIS BLOOD AFTER DINING ON HIS HEART USING HIS BONES AS TOOTHPICKS….”

The room disappears as I seem to rise upwards cutting off my view of the room and allowed me to cool down somewhat.

“-Well after that outburst and it feeling like there are three people in my head I guess I could add crazy to option one and two or maybe as its own option”, I think slightly amused at my own joke before realising my emotions had gone 180.

-”Wow I am an emotional roller coaster, maybe I am in the cage for a good reason… or maybe people are just tired of living”

-"I guess I might as well sleep, tiredness would probably ruin the fun of slaughtering everyone here in the most gruesome way for having the nerve to put me in a cage."

-"looks like my thinking is starting to merge too, -2 madness for me"

I loose consciousness and drift off into a deep sleep.