#... what?

They've seen it

They've seen how I tried to untangle that annoying mess in my, hidden in false shell, body they've seen how I tried to rip apart each annoying string I couldn't control anymore. That was too strained or tied in knot.

And now I've been held down by both of them, like some sort of wild injured animal.

Firm

But not enough to hurt

Pair of enormous hands was holding me down. One glowed hand wrapped it's fingers around my head which I try to pry out. I could feel the thumb slowly rubbing on top of my head in soothing manner. The other one was holding that fucking piece of a code with heart-shaped sprite, which was "anchoring" my physical existence to this world but being a restrain for me at the same time when I didn't wanted it to.

The body of the other one is residing on top of me, not letting to kick with my legs, restraining me even more.

I cant see what he's doing. But I can hear it. Feel it.

I can hear that Spamton is talking with either Tenna or me. Everything in my head feels too much to understand it clearly.

I can feel his hands being sliwly inserted inside of that cavity in my chest by him. Touching, irritating those annoying strings, causing long forgotten sense for me.

Pain

How?

I yelp and struggle more with futile result. But the feeling of his hands in me suddenly disappeared.

"[[RELAX AND ENJOY YU-]], dammit! Otherwise I'll never untangle this mess with how strained those str1ngs are!"

That's definetly Spamton. He sounds worried. The only thing I could manage to understand in this cacophony(probably because he was saying it right to my covered face). I can hear other voice somewhere above but can't understand anything.

After some time(maybe seconds. Minutes. Hours. I can't pick up how much time had passed) my body finally seems to give out. God I feel myself so exhausted but I shouldnt. I couldnt. But i somehow do.

"There you go. Now it feels better when strings stop pulling on each other, isn't it?"

Either of them tries to talk with me again but I don't understand who exactly. Too exhausted to think straight.

I feel pair of hands on my shoulders, rubbing them to relax my hands. Touch feels familiar in a good way. Like I always wished them to deep inside. I comply and let those hands move my limbs however they what.

Bigger hand on my head seems to relax, simply covering my eyes from everything around. Something in me longed for those hands on me and it finally became contented.

Hands on my shoulders slowly went lower, back to cavity in my chest, trying to slowly insert themself again.

Each of the string felt him dipping his hands down deeper inside but it was not painful enymore. Slightly overwhelming but not painful.

Fingers gently started to pull out one of the knots inside and then slowly and carefully untangling each string from another while two voices started started to talk about something.

With each untangled string I felt myself more hazy. Or maybe at peace? Something was being put on its more proper place in me and it's pleasing. This feels easier to comprehend.

Do they even understand how much power, how much control, they have over me right now?

Do they know that if they just look a bit deeper they can find something that can let them have full controll over me? My life. My existance both here and in place where I actually from

They can have control over someone who capable of restructuring this whole world - make them the rulers of it - and they don't even understand it or trying to

It seems ridiculous

Hah

Whatever

I don't think I can care more about it much more now