Stiff, lifeless...yet alive. Laying there I kept so very still while things came back into focus- like sound and touch. For a moment I couldn't tell if I had a body, if I was anywhere, but after a second or two it was like I could feel things, the clothes on me, the way the fabrick was light and soft. It took me a moment longer to open my eyes, which hurt a bit and it felt like they hadn't opened in so long. They watered up a bit, but I didn't move to wipe away the tear, I just let it fall because I didn't want to move just yet.<br/>As I started to come to I became a bit more aware that the beeping probably wasn't a good sign and thats when I started to pannic a bit. Sitting up slowly I winced, but tried to be gentle as I moved, checking things:<br/>Fingers working<br/>Toes working<br/>Neck working<br/>It all hurt a little bit, it was sore, like if you slept on something wrong and I could only hope it would go away soon.<br/><br/>Looking down at my body I noticed the frost and frowned before looking around me. There was a fog about the room, mostly gathering upon the floor, and the place seemed just so creepy that my heart started to pick up a bit. I tried to swallow my fear and finally I called out "H-Hello?" It was such a pittiful call, hardly above a whisper and my voice was so horse.<br/>The longer I sat there the more worried I became that something was going to pop out at me, or when the beeping finally stopped I worried something was about to explode...But nothing did....<br/>Finally I decided it was best to move, and though it hurt a bit I managed just fine, and as I went to step down I felt something warm and soft. I had been looking at only the room, but once I felt that beneth my foot I let out a scream and jumped back- something I regreted quickly- and looked down to see a boy.