Back Again

So there I was on my back, in the darkness. I was paralyzed and confused. I had no fucking idea where I was, and my head felt as if it ran into a brick wall. My lips felt like sandpaper, my mouth drier than the Sahara. If that wasn’t bad enough, the smell in the room was nauseating. Completley retched. It smelled like a pig sty garnished in vomit. That’s when I realized, I was back. With him again.