||[Jan. 18th, 2008|11:40 am]
Livejournal Text Adventure
You awaken, sore and numb, lying on your back on top of a thin piece of padding. Bright light not far above you bores behind your eyes and you feel immediately queasy. You half expect to look down and find yourself covered in needles.
Turning your head to one side, your neck feels like a bundle of dry twigs. Everything looks dark; it's hard to make out details. You conclude you are a few feet off the ground. There is a bank of glowing white boxes to your left. Computer screens, you decide. A blurry green sign to your right could be an exit. Your hands brush cold metal on either side but your arms refuse to move.
Eventually, you become aware of a slow electronic beep, timed to a dull throbbing in your head. Was it always there? You aren't sure. You remember a room with carved wall panels and a pair of boys in a sleepy forest town but the further you reach into your memory the less it all makes sense.
You think, if you try, you could sit up.