Light! Blinding light flooded my eyes as I drifted back into conciousness. All i see is a white ceilling above me and a bright heat lamp pointed at my face.
“How did I get here” I thought
Then out of the corner of my eye i saw movement! Just slightly and only for a second, but i saw it. I sensed the objects presences in the room, but I could not investigate, I have no control over my limbs.
“The world’s greatest thief stuck on wooden slab, ironic.” I thought
Without out the ability to sneak away I was forced to wait on this damp wooden slab until the presences decides to confront me. I try to remember where i was before this, but sadly to my disbelief i could not. Someone as clever as I was could not remember how he got in the most unusal circumstances, “This must be a dream” I said aloud.
“Oh, no Mr. Night it’s no dream.”
That voice haunted me throughout my life, and to my amazement he survived the storm of Hell i put him through. He wants revenge!
“And don’t think you so clever Sterling!” the voice said