Thread: Blank Slate (Dane Stalling & Malicious Lullaby)

A small moan came from her as her body was gingerly pulled from the wreckage of her now upside down sedan. Her eyes fluttered open a moment, her head pounding and she felt so dizzy and so much pain that it was like she could throw up right there. She had a moment of dj vu it felt like and when she looked up at her savior, she swore she saw a vision of the man she hadnt seen since the day he was arrested. Papa? She whispered. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her eyelids closed. Things went very black and it felt like they stayed that way for a long while. It was as if everything she knew so well and had held dearly, both painful and happy, slipped away from her and she didnt know anything but basic human function. Penny wanted to hold onto it. Like being in a dark abyss and everything she knew, experienced and had endured was flying by her like loose pieces of paper to her life. She tried to catch onto them but each time she felt like she grabbed one piece, another piece flew away and she lost her grip on all sense of reality. It felt like hours before she came to. Her head had this dull ache like the lingering feeling of being hit on the head with the heaviest ball or a cement block or even a wall. She felt a little dizzy but mostly she felt like she had been pumped with some serious muscle relaxants or even pain killers. It was probably a moment of delusional euphoria because the pain swarmed to her head in an instant and she felt the full on ramifications of whatever happened to her come to full throttle. Her head pounded and she felt so dizzy, she wanted to keel over and throw up. She felt someones finger tracing along her skin and for the moment, she felt the pain take a backseat. It felt soothing and an exhale of a relaxing sigh came from her through her nose. Her eyes then fluttered opened and she winced lightly. There was something poking her eye. It was the blue contact, a little off and having uncovered a sparkle of her natural eye color of green. Opening them wider and relaxing the movement of the blinking, her gaze landed on a very handsome man before her, his finger tracing along what happened to be her bra. Her nose had dried blood, a smidgen outside of her nostrils and as it dawned on her that she had no idea who this man was, why he was touching her or even where she was, she sat up abruptly. Too startled to be fixated on the rush to her head from her quick and sudden movement, she backed up away from him and started breathing fast, the look of actual fear resonating in her eyes. Her other blue contact fell out of her eye from the shaken movement and because of how it was already so displaced and came loose and she swallowed hard. She could see clearly now and she didnt understand. She started shaking and blinked her eyes rapidly but that didnt help with the overwhelming pain that started to take over. Her head pound and a serious wave of nausea bubbled through her. She felt bile rise up and she harshly swallowed it down. She took calming breaths then, deep and slow. In through her nose and out through her mouth. The head rush went away and her heart beat came to a normal pace. The entire time, she didnt take her eyes off of him but the fear was still there. There was a strange manalbeit very handsomethere with her, he had been touching her and she suddenly became very aware that she was nearly topless in front of him. Grabbing the lapels of her blouse, she pulled them closed and tightly, covering herself. W-Who are you? He looked familiar. Really familiar but for the life of her she couldnt place him. W-Where a-am I? That panicking feeling was starting to settle in. Not just because she didnt know who he was or where she was, but because of something else. Bile threatened to rise up again and she swallowed heavily before managing to get out, Who am I?