and what they've done for you, they've done for me
The last thing Ludger remembered was a rat on his bare stomach. But now he felt like he was floating, his mind foggy and eyelids heavy? But why would he feel like that? He couldnât place why, so he returned to trying to get his lead eyelids to move. Eventually, he managed to, his vision blurry and almost wobbly - like heâd had far too much to drink. There was a steady beeping of some sort, a machine? He couldnât tell...
He tried to sit up, only to be greeted by pain flashing across his abdomen. Ludger groaned and felt there, finding an ice pack resting there. What...why was that there? Why was his memory so foggy...?But this wasnât an unfamiliar feeling...no...it was one heâd become all too accustomed to. Surgery. Implantations. Karmic Sense.Â
His pulse and blood pressure spiked, the machine beeping more frantically. No...no, he couldnât be back there! Heâd gotten away, hadnât he...? Ludger had sworn...he knew he had...
Maybe that was a dream...
â...h...hello...? Is...is there anyone there?â His voice was weak, scratchy.