Kamiya rubbed his head. He found himself sitting in a pound of water. He lifted his hand from the water and lit a torch over his finger. He could feel his whole body hurting.
He glanced around. "Hitori," he called, "Hitori!" he shouted, but he received no reply. Kamiya shook his head around, he saw nothing.
Then he lowered the torch to the puddle. He found red liquid in the dirty water, Kamiya guessed it was his blood, it must be his blood.
With a whoosh, the torch on his finger disappeared. Kamiya panicked, he frantically threw his hands in the water, he wanted to touch that ten inches stick of wood, without it he could not be able to use curses.
Then something touched his hand, it was his wand– wet– he lifted it and lightened a torch.
The fire flashed in the dark. Kamiya's heart jumped when he saw two cat's eyes staring at him. He jumped in the puddle and shrieked.