?????.... AHHHHHH UUNGRYYY...

?????.... Hey fool wake up

A high pitched voice was calling to him from somewhere, stirring his comfortable rest.

Sleepily groaning, it's too early Mom, five more minutes please, it not even a school day!

?????.... FOOOOOOOD...

?????.... I ain't your Mom idiot, wake up now!

?????.... FOOOOOOOOOOOOD NOWWWWWW!...

?????.... Shut up you fucking dummy, I'm trying to talk here, I can't deal with your constant groaning about food.

Getting pissed at his disturbed sleep, he shouts back at them "Will you both shut up, I'm trying to sleep! Get out of my room or I'm calling for Dad".

?????.... News flash moron, Your Dad is probably dead too, so that will be a long wait! Has your brain died or something? Wake up already, we have work to do.

Mind hazy, What was he talking about? Spitting a snarky response "I'm not even sleeping anymore, leave me alone I'm...".

But if he wasn't sleeping, then what? Wait, what had happened?

Unexpectedly his whole body jerks violently blasting away the grogginess, alarmed now "wait what's happening" he thought. Like a sledgehammer the whole event from the previous night hit him. He had hung himself right? wasn't he supposed to be dead?

As the jerking comes to a stop, his arm abruptly starts reaching out. But how? he wasn't moving it, what's happening? Leaving him wondering, it falls back to the ground with a flop

?????.... AHHHHH FLUERSHHHH

?????.... See what happens when you don't get your shit together? Now look-see, it's getting more control. Great a fucking mindless baby has more control than me. It's shameful!

Mind coming into focus, he interrupts these people whoever they are? Feeling scared and confused he calls out to them "who's there, why is everything so dark? What's happening to me?"

His body jerks again and his leg twitches hitting what sounded like a carpeted floor. Frantically mumbling in his hazy state he moans "am I paralyzed? Oh god, I a...."

Cut off by a sudden shriek...

?????.... How dare you say that! His name has no use here don't speak those words ever again. Deep breaths Clive, deep breaths this idiot meat bag isn't worth getting angry over.

Taken aback by this sudden outburst at him, he was even more confused and worried now.

"Clive?", is that you, he asks the guy. Was this guy his doctor he pondered? Unsure what he had said to warrant the outburst, "did I say something bad? was it the paralyzed thing, are you my doctor?". Maybe he had injured his neck and this guy was one of those "overly stay positive guys" or something.

The response back came smothered thick in an extra dose of sarcasm...

Clive.... What ha ha ha, oh yeah that's me you moron, I'm your friendly nurse here to give you your bed bath, hahaha. Oh wow, and I thought RotBaby was dumb! Sighing, this is going to be hard with how slow you are, isn't it?

Getting more annoyed at this douches tone and the digs at him, through gritted teeth "if you aren't a doctor, who then? A police officer or what a rescue worker? Instead of being sarcastic explain to me what's happening, who are you and why can't I fucking see?".

?????... EEEEAATTTTT

Body jerking again uncontrolled, he ignored the movement and added to the end "and who is that person groaning too?".

Clive.... Stop with all the dumb questions please, let me think for a moment... Between dealing with you and that grumpy baby it's hard. I feel dumber just being near you both, yuck!

Who he asks back? "I thought I was going to die and now I'm blind, paralyzed and with two total strangers, please answer me! What's happening to me?" The last part came out more of a sobbing plea than a question

Clive.... ahhh damn it, don't cry on me. "Sighing" look idiot, long story short your dead! You took the coward way out man and here we are.

"What?" He starts laughing through the sobs, "is this a joke how can I be dead if I'm talking to you?". Fear turning back to anger, what the hell, he had asked a genuine scared question and this clive arse was fucking with him.

?????.... AHHHHHH GURRRRRFF

Deciding to ignore this twisted prick, he calls out to the other person there.

"Hey, other guy, Who are you? What's with the shouting weird stuff?"

The response back was from clive again, he had to wonder "was the other guy slow in the head, or maybe he was injured too?" He went back to listening to this snarky arsehat.

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Laughing Clive's response wasn't very enlightening and he wondered why he kept bothering...

Clive..... ha ha ha, I knew you were slow but come on man! That thing hasn't got a name, I've just been calling it RotBaby. At the moment though he is a bigger pain in my arse than you!

Getting fed up with this nonsensical bullshit, he groaned a response "RotBaby? Dead? Is everything out your mouth utter rubbish buddy?"

Clive.... Damn it, I try to be helpful but nope, "idiot do what idiot do". So far I've answered nearly everything you have asked me. You want all the answers but can't work out even simple things. If you don't believe me, open fucking your eyes just like I told you already and see for yourself. You should still have enough control to do that at least!

RotBaby.... EYESSSS FOOOOOD?

Almost in sync both Clive and himself shout at this RotBaby together... "SHUT UP!"

This Clive guy was really starting to make his blood boil now, "Hey, for someone who likes to call others idiots' you really don't grasp basic information, do you? I can't see anything!"

This was going nowhere fast, sighing he went back to thinking to himself... "Maybe this is a hospital, could these people be patients too?"

A deep sighing response came after a long pause...

Clive.... Your the worst kind of dumbass you know that? You don't even know how dumb you are. You keep bitching "why can't I see, why is everything dark" open your eyes fool. Oh g..... Wow see that, I almost slipped up with how many brain cells your voice is destroying every time you speak.

Suddenly feeling red-cheeked, was it really something so simple, was his eyes closed?

Mustering all his focus into his eyelids "damn it" he groaned aloud, they were really closed.

Clive.... Somebody give rover a treat, I think he got it. Hahaha, good job champ.

Ignoring Clive's smarmy remarks, he focused on his eyelids, they felt weird like they were heavy and unwilling to move. Mind now giving its all, he strained trying to... after a few seconds of nothing his eyelids jerk open revealing a dark blurry place. He couldn't make anything out at all, but he was definitely not blind at least. Eyes feeling gritty and dry he wondered why something as natural as opening his eyes didn't occur to him.

Clive.... See, Dead!

Eyes still way too blurry he blinked trying to locate the voice, the darkness made this impossible though. "Where are you? I can't see anything with the lights out"

He had thought he was maybe in a hospital or something, but they wouldn't have it so dark right?

Clive..... ahhh yeah haha, your eyes should clear up soon and adjust to the darkness. It may take a while for your eyes to catch up though, in fact just get used to slower bodily functions in general thanks to your stupidity!

You keep saying I'm dead but I'm talking to you. My eyes start clearing up as I look around for the owners of the voices that I keep hearing.

Slowly eyes adjusting, he could make out familiar shapes in the darkness. Was this his apartment? Had someone heard him and gotten there fast enough?

Contemplating this, his eyes further cleared and shadows became dull washed-out color, it was far from bright in here but he was sure it was definitely his apartment.

He looked around unable to move his neck, where were the people who had found him? everything seemed empty. He called "Where are you? come out!"

Clive..... I'd love to come out but I'm stuck in here with you two idiots.

Confused he tried to pinpoint the voice.

"Stuck where? inside my bathroom?".

Clive..... no stupid inside here with you.... oh and RotBaby, say hi RotBaby.

RotBaby.... HIIIII....TASTY?

"Is this a twisted joke?" He calls out into the darkroom. He wasn't stupid, they sounded so close yet not in any direction at all.

Eyes still scanning everything around him, the only movement he could see was his twitching pale grey arm. His head was at an angle and he kept swaying whenever the arm jerked. "Maybe I'm in a brace," he thought.

Scouring the room once more hoping to find people hiding, his limited view due to the odd angle of his neck left some places obscured from his sight.

While contemplating why his rescuers would be playing hide and seek with him, it hits him, pale grey arm?

Looking at himself again this time he took it in properly. His hands and feet were pale-looking with an almost grey shade to the skin. They looked like the type of hands a coffin maker in Transylvania would have, Old leathery grey hands. His first thoughts went to ghoulish looking almost.

Clive.... now the brain is working, be careful your getting to the answer, but don't overdo it and blow a fuse now hahaha.

The comments sarcastic tone was lost on him. Mind starting to race looking for answers, one word kept popping into his mind over and over!

Dead, Dead, DEAD!...

The word rang drowning everything else out. Laying there unable to move, to get up and run he finally started speaking again.

"This can't be real" he tries to shout, but paying attention no actual sound came out of his mouth. His fucking lips didn't even twitch a movement.

Mind reeling going over what he had learned since waking, he kept thinking back to his biggest argument to being alive. "Hasn't he been speaking with these people?" He was sure they could hear him? But the lips on his face weren't moving, no air pushed through to make a sound when he tried.

In his peripheral vision, something moved. The next thing he saw froze him in terror.

A hand suddenly rising, his lips began awkwardly parting in a stiff slow motion. He could see it in his lower vision. The words that came out though, were not his...

RotBaby..... UNGRYYYYY!!!!

Panic hitting him like a bulldozer to the gut, he screamed or well thought of screaming now he was finally coming to realization.

Fighting the ludicrous thoughts back he tried moving again, he focused everything on trying to get up first. After a minute or so of intense mind hurting focus, he had lowered his expectations and was now just hoping for something like a twitch of the finger. Nothing! The most he had gotten was a swaying head when his arm twitched, but he wasn't able to take credit for this action. His body wasn't responding to his will at all, it was like it was punishing him for the stupidity of what he had done!

All semblance of attitude and fight had gone from him, he started crying at the reality dawning on him with every passing moment. Through the sobbing, he called... thought out!

"Pease stop this, it isn't funny at all! Why can't I move, how are you doing this?"

Clive.... it isn't me you need to ask that now! This is your fault, I tried to get you to wake up before, but nope, five more minutes mom you said, no school today you said! Everything up until now has been because of your stupidity, this is all your fault! I was only trying to help your ass because I'm trapped in here too. but I'm realizing you're no better than "it"! You are both as dumb as each other, maybe he will be easier to work with though?

The last part came out with a sigh.

He didn't have a witty comment back, no anger at the insult, all the fight had left him at the extent of his stupidity. He couldn't argue because whoever this jerk off was, he was right! All along he had been an arsehole but the pieces now falling into place had started making him think over it all. This person knew what was happening to him for sure he thought.

Sighing in his mind he had one real question to ask and he would accept the answer he knew would come, but he needed to hear it once more.

"Am I really dead?"

Clive.... And we have liftoff, the space cadet made it folks. Yes you idiot, just like I told you!