Blood? why am I covered in blood

What I smelt

All I saw.

Men in robes

Men with swords

They’re running towards me

I can’t hear them

My ears

The buzzing

Make it stop

Help… Me….

....

….

Agh.

A ceiling?

I’m on a bed?

Ah I see that you have recovered

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In front of me stood a man in a priest’s robe holding a peculiar staff, his eyes stared blankly past me as if he were peering into an abyss.

“I- who are you, where am I?”

“I am a healer,” he said still staring into the distance

“You were found near the remains of a demonic creature”

“Are you one of them?”

“No, I was attacked by that creature, then…” I start

The man ignores me

“If you have rested enough, the boss would like to have a word with you” he says as if forgetting the last two minutes of conversation

I’m standing in a dimly lit room faced a burly man with an intimidating stare.

“I am grateful for your hospi- “

“You owe your life to me boy” the boss growls

“Correct?”

“Yes”

“Say it”

“I owe my life to you sir”

“Good,” he smiles beginning to light a pipe

“I have a few questions on where here is Sir” I begin to ask

Staring at me coldly Boss says

“You do know saving your life wasn’t free right?”

“As well as the healing you received”

“But I don’t have any money”

Smiling slyly, he says “your life that’s what you’re paying with”

Two men armed with daggers approach from behind me

“This isn’t some fantasy land kid, where everyone helps each other for free” Boss continues

“This is reality”

“You will either work for me”

“Or die to repay the breath so generously saved you from losing”

“Understand that Your life belongs to me now”.

“Now what was your question boy?”