Broken
His body felt broken.
Too weak to even move.
His whole vision was red due to blood.
The bones in his body were completely shattered.
His mind was consumed by a sense of pain, which could've easily knocked, if not killed, a normal person.
And yet the pain was barely even registering in his mind.
What was initially confusion had transformed into helplessness.
He stared at the creature in front of him with his eyes wide open.
Nothing felt real.
His mind desperately wanted nothing more than for it not to be.
To just be a dream.
A sick and twisted nightmare.
That he needs to wake up from.
If his body wasn't so broken, he probably would've pinched himself.
Unfortunately, even the simple act of breathing was laborious.
His lips were quivering, unable to form words.
Even a few of his teeth were broken and consumed by him.