My eyelash fluttered open as I laid in complete darkness. It's been a month and sixty two days since I've laid in darkness, a month and fifteen days and eighteen hours without no contact from the outside world, the only thing I have is my thought and even they started to leave me alone slowly.
I do not know where I am, I do not know how I got here, I do not even know who took me and what they want for me. I assume they must want something because that must be the only reason they kept me alive.
When I had first came to it was to a bunch of healers who were busy trying to force medicine down my throat. At first I had thought it was poison so I had thrash against them, clawing and scratching while trying to knock whatever they were trying to feed me away from their hands. It didn't take long for them to be able to subdue me, two firm hands held me down while another yanked my head and pinched the bridge of my nose as they forced the bitter liquid down my throat.
