Ghost - A Naruto Fanfic

Opening his eyes had never felt so difficult to him. It felt as though he had been tossed into a rough sack and thrashed mercilessly with a blunt object. His body was compressed, as if he were crammed into a tightly-packed suitcase, leaving him unable to move any part of his body, including his fingers. The sensation was suffocating, and he struggled to even breathe. The pain was overwhelming, and it took every ounce of his willpower to push through it and try to open his eyes.

Suddenly, he felt an external force pushing him in a particular direction, as though he was being forcefully propelled through a tightly confined space, like a narrow tube. The experience was excruciatingly painful and filled him with terror. He couldn't help but entertain the possibility that he had been abducted and taken hostage.

After what seemed like an eternity, he suddenly felt a release of pressure and his head was free. He gasped for breath, and in doing so, he heard a cacophony of screams and voices around him. Though he couldn't understand any of the words being spoken, the tone was unmistakable – panic. With a newfound sense of freedom, he wiggled his arms and legs and was relieved to find that he could move them again. The tight constriction around him was gone, and he summoned all the strength he had left to pry his eyes open. With a great effort, he managed to force his eyelids apart, but everything was still blurry and hazy.

As he struggled to make sense of his surroundings, he found himself disoriented and confused. His vision was blurry, and he could barely hear anything beyond a muffled sound. He felt like he was in a dream, where everything was hazy and distorted. The shapes he saw were humanoid, but they seemed gigantic, almost otherworldly in size. It was a jarring experience for him, as he struggled to comprehend what was happening. He could feel his limbs moving, but it was as if they were operating on their own accord, without his conscious direction.

Suddenly, he realized that he was being cradled in the arms of someone or something, like a helpless infant. The realization sent a shiver down his spine, and he tried to struggle and break free, but his movements were feeble and ineffectual.

Despite his confusion and disorientation, he was acutely aware of his smallness in comparison to the large, looming shapes around him. The experience was so surreal that he briefly considered the possibility that it was all in his mind, but the sensation of fingers brushing the back of his head made it clear that something real was happening to him.

He racked his brain trying to recall any event or activity that might have led to his current predicament, but nothing seemed to fit. It was as if he had been plucked from his life and placed into an entirely different world.

Gradually, his eyesight became less blurry, and he could see the face of the enormous being that was holding him. Any hope he had clung to, that this was all just a figment of his imagination, evaporated instantly. The truth was staring him right in the face: a giant was holding him, and he was entirely at its mercy. The realization hit him like a ton of bricks, and with it came an overwhelming sense of fear, accompanied by a feeling of impending doom.

He was overwhelmed with confusion and disbelief as he started questioning his very existence, his purpose in life, and whether he was even real. These introspective thoughts were interrupted when he caught a glimpse of his hands from the corner of his eyes. To his horror, he realized that they were tiny, infantile hands, not his own. Panic set in as he struggled to comprehend the impossible situation he found himself in.

He was in disbelief and denial, repeatedly thinking to himself that this couldn't be happening and that it wasn't real. "This is not happening. This can't be real. How the hell am I a baby?" he thought, panic and frustration overtaking him. Suddenly, he was enveloped by darkness, and all his thoughts came to an abrupt halt.