Thread:Fawful117/@comment-3055003-20120419065300/@comment-4754456-20120419081248


 * Michael's worlds dissolves into an eerie midnight black and his consciouness slowly slips away. Michael awakens in an unfamiliar environment, red's home, and feels the soft padding of pillows and blankets beneath him. It didnt take him long to register that he was on top of a bed. He sat up but, after enduring a stabbing pain that naturally coursed through his scalp he winced and dropped right back down the pillows.* UGH, my...head...

Red: Oh good, your awake *Michale notices Red at the edge of his bed* Sorry for-ye- know-giving you a concussion and all, im just really protective. Faith was the one you almost killed, I could tell that wasn't you right there, she's fine now though i dont know if she wants to talk to you...