~Axel's Point of View~
Darkness loosened its grip on me slowly, like a stubborn fog unwilling to lift. My senses crept back but it was sluggish and uncoordinated.
First came the headache. Oh, by the Moon, it was an unbearable pounding behind my eyes, like someone had stuffed my skull with molten rocks and shook it for fun. Then came the hunger. It was like a gnawing, bottomless pit that made my stomach cramp.
It felt like I hadn't eaten in days. I groaned. Dios, why did I feel like I had been hit by a truck?
Something heavy was on top of me.
I frowned, still groggy. What the hell…? My limbs felt leaden and my muscles sore as I tried to shift. But the weight didn't budge.
Instead, it shifted closer. I could feel the warm and solid presence pressed against my chest, trapping my arm underneath.
I tensed.
What. Was. On. Me?
