Chapter 26

After he hit the water he closed his eyes and felt as if he was falling, the water was gone now and there was only air, he was falling somewhere but the moment was too sudden and disorienting for him to make heads or tails of anything.

Before he knew it he fell backward tripping over something low and metallic feeling, he hit his head on the ground hard and felt the wind taken from his lungs. Upon opening his eyes he could see that he was no longer in a dark and cold stone room, but in a quiet room with a painted roof, his head was pounding and he looked at his hands that were still bleeding profusely. He looked around the room and saw the coffee table he had tripped over, he was back in his room thank god (Or was it Gods?).