The image of the rickety old swing is plastered in my mind. I try, in vain, to make it disappear by violently shaking my head from left to right. It only succeeds in giving me a headache and screwing with my vision. The room bends and distorts, making it hard for me to grasp any concept or direction given to me.
"Jasper, hand me the vial," a voice commands, getting closer and closer to where I stagger. "Quickly, quickly."
A shuffling noise resounds from my left and I blindly reach out towards the source. My fingers touch slippery silk before falling back to my side, finding it difficult to keep hold of something so elusive.
"JASPER," the voice stresses as a cold hand locks onto my right wrist. "The vial!"
My vision straightens and I focus on the ageless man in front of me, attached to me like a chain to the ground.
"What--?" I question, words slurring. What did he do to me? Why do I feel like I just downed ten glasses of tequila? Ugh, what is that thing in my stomach? It feels like a fucking rock!
The iron grasp on my wrist loosens as I bend over my knees to curl in on myself, arms wrapped around my midsection. My throat convulses and I feel something glide up my esophagus, forcing it's way out.
A sharp pain in my wrist distracts me from the foreign object in my throat. Whatever was injected into my system now snakes its way up my veins and nestles in right at the center of pain in my throat, easing the object further up my esophagus. It burns like molten lava and I try to scream, seeking a way to relieve this searing pain. Instead, the object is thrust from my body and flies straight into my hands in a slimy, wet mess.
I dry heave for a few seconds, eyes watering, hands trembling. I just barely make out the cause of my sickness: a disfigured, blood red, stone. It gleams at me evilly, melting away the saliva and filth from my stomach. A hand plucks it from my hands daintily. I follow the movement with my smoldering eyes, all the way up to his face and green, green eyes.
"Doc," he says, handing over the stone.
Doc takes the stone and rubs it against his shirt, as if to purify it from my essence. "Inject her again. One dose is not enough, as you well know. She will commence the change now."
"Jasper, hand me the vial," a voice commands, getting closer and closer to where I stagger. "Quickly, quickly."
A shuffling noise resounds from my left and I blindly reach out towards the source. My fingers touch slippery silk before falling back to my side, finding it difficult to keep hold of something so elusive.
"JASPER," the voice stresses as a cold hand locks onto my right wrist. "The vial!"
My vision straightens and I focus on the ageless man in front of me, attached to me like a chain to the ground.
"What--?" I question, words slurring. What did he do to me? Why do I feel like I just downed ten glasses of tequila? Ugh, what is that thing in my stomach? It feels like a fucking rock!
The iron grasp on my wrist loosens as I bend over my knees to curl in on myself, arms wrapped around my midsection. My throat convulses and I feel something glide up my esophagus, forcing it's way out.
A sharp pain in my wrist distracts me from the foreign object in my throat. Whatever was injected into my system now snakes its way up my veins and nestles in right at the center of pain in my throat, easing the object further up my esophagus. It burns like molten lava and I try to scream, seeking a way to relieve this searing pain. Instead, the object is thrust from my body and flies straight into my hands in a slimy, wet mess.
I dry heave for a few seconds, eyes watering, hands trembling. I just barely make out the cause of my sickness: a disfigured, blood red, stone. It gleams at me evilly, melting away the saliva and filth from my stomach. A hand plucks it from my hands daintily. I follow the movement with my smoldering eyes, all the way up to his face and green, green eyes.
"Doc," he says, handing over the stone.
Doc takes the stone and rubs it against his shirt, as if to purify it from my essence. "Inject her again. One dose is not enough, as you well know. She will commence the change now."
