Tristan's Point Of View
I woke with a start, and flinched, everything hurt. Everything hurt so bad and I didn't remember a thing. I remembered having hallucinatory nightmares. I took the pink syringe...
'What the fuck happened after that...?'
I tried to roll over to my back and realized that it would be impossible. Because Sylvester was literally still inside me. I wanted to scream. I was squished in between Ferdinand and Sylvester, they had come back like they said they would, but when? Also how did we get like this?
My head was spinning and I was so confused. The laspe in my memory was quite alarming. I wasn't sure of what I said or did. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to remember, because everything hurt so bad it had to be extreme.
"F-Ferdinand...? Sylvester...?" I said.