Chapter 4 Cean
I was pulled out of my delicate slumber by the painful pinch of skin being pieced back together. Cringing, I ground my teeth in an effort to keep from making any sound. I was pretty sure I failed as the sound of gasping and short clipped cries of pain were most likely from my mouth. Voices were there too, many of them yelling at each other, a few shouting to hold me down so that I didn't thrash around so much. I felt my boot connect with someone's arm, a curse filling the room from that. My fist slammed into someone else, also earning a couple of cuss words as well as a slap across my face.