Ahhhhh, my head hurts.

I groan, grabbing my head with both hands and pressing them on either side. The headache did not seem to be decreasing.

Why do I feel so thirsty? Is it the reason I have this headache?

Why the fuck can't I see anything in front of me? Why is it so fucking dark here?

Oh, wait...

Moments later, I realized I had my eyes closed.

Fuck, I'm such an idiot, aren't I?

I facepalmed.

I tried to open my eyes.

I couldn't.

Huh?

Uh?

My eyes?

I tried opening them again, but I still couldn't open them.

"WHAT THE HELL?"

I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"ANYONE! PLEASE HELP, I CAN'T OPEN MY EYES FOR SOME REASON."

"ANYBODY."

I continued to ask for help, but got no answer.

"Grrr—"

A roaring sound came from the front.

"Grrr—"

The roaring sound was then accompanied by multiple other roaring sounds, all walking in my direction.

What the actual fuck is this sound? Am I in a forest or something? The roaring sounds extremely human, which makes this even more uncanny.

Footsteps soon rushed towards me but passed by me quickly, as if whatever was there never actually noticed me.

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Well, it's not like I'm complaining.

I need to first figure out where I am.

I placed my hands on my eyeballs.

"WHAT!?"

My eyes had been sewn shut.

Who would even do such a thing to me? I never even had any enemies.

I tried to pull the threads a bit.

It seemed I wasn't feeling any pain at all. Maybe the pain receptors in my eyes had shut off.

"Damn, I wish I had some sharp objects."

Suddenly, I could feel a change in my body. My nails extended. I could feel them growing longer and longer.

There are too many weird things happening today; maybe this is just a dream. Yeah, that's probably the best answer.

Since it's just a dream, I won't need to worry too much about anything right now.

With the newly grown nails, I cut off the threads one by one, until I removed all the stitches on my right eye.

I slowly opened my right eye.

Apart from the skin over my eyes, it did not seem like there was any damage to my eyes. In fact, I honestly have better vision now. I usually need glasses to look at long distances, but there is no longer a need for them.

The person who did the stitching did an amazing job; he didn't hurt my eyes. I keep forgetting that this is just a dream.

I slowly started cutting off all the other threads from my left eye, and I could see much more now. I felt free.

What is the dream even trying to tell me about having my eyes stitched together? Is it telling me that I'm ignoring something or am being blind to something or someone?

His primal instincts struck back at him.

Thirst.

Headache.

Why am I even experiencing this? The sudden burst of headaches and thirst.

I started to look around for water and something to alleviate my headache. I wished I could get out of this dream as fast as possible, but I also wanted to know what my subconscious mind was trying to tell me about this weird dream.

I looked around.

A huge wall came into view.

A huge wall surrounding a city, maybe? I'm sure I'll get water there.

As I got closer and closer, I noticed two guards standing there.

"Hello there, can I borrow some of your water?" I asked.

The two guards suddenly pulled out their swords and pointed them towards me.

"Foul creature of the night, we won't let you enter the city," Guard A answered.

Both of them charged towards me with their swords.

I tried to jump back, and the sword just grazed my hand. I saw blood—real blood.

"Aghhh..."

I shouted in pain.

Wasn't this supposed to be a dream? Why do I feel so much pain? Why?

It seemed it was not a dream but a reality. I was not dreaming; it was reality.

I could no longer contain my thirst, so I decided to give up.

Well, I guess this is where it ends.

KILL.

KILL.

DRINK.

BLOOD.

The blood inside me started to boil, and these words kept repeating in my mind.

KILL.

KILL.

DRINK.

BLOOD.

My body suddenly gained enormous amounts of energy and strength and rushed immediately to Guard B, who had managed to graze my hand. It had already been healed, though.

Although he was covered in armor and a helmet, his neck was exposed.

My body moved at an extremely high speed, and my nails extended. I cut the man's head off.

"Aaah... Monster."

The other guard cried. He turned to run off, but I did not allow him to do so.

I instinctively went and bit Guard B's neck and sucked all of his blood, and soon I did the same with Guard A.

After completely draining both of them of their blood, I came back to my senses. No, I was conscious, but I wasn't in control.

I made my way inside the city.