shadowz1995
Amoeba of Wisdom
"AHH!" Salim awoke with a horrible start. The boxer was in a cold sweat, shivering even though it wasn't exactly cold outside. He felt as though he had just awoken from a horrific nightmare. It was......
.....What was it?
Salim took a few moments to try and remember what he was dreaming about but nothing came. It was then that the more important questions came to mind. Where the hell am I? Salim could have sworn he had heard a voice that wasn't his own. No, not a voice. A...presence.
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.....That was a voice.
"What in the devil?" Salim asked aloud. The man was completely shocked. What in the hell was going on? Did he really just hear someone else's voice in his head? Salim was getting old but not THAT old.
Still, the presence in his mind lingered. Something completely foreign and....extra. As if he was sharing his mind with someone else. Lucky for Salim, he always said what was on his mind anyway. So if this was really happening, it wouldn't be too much of an issue.
"What's going on? Where am I?" 'What's going on? Where am I?' He thought and spoke at the same time, as per the usual for the former pro.
Salim shook off his nerves and quickly stood from where he was laying unconscious and took a gander at his surroundings. He seemed to be in some kind of train yard. What state was he in? Was he still in the same country even?
@StoneWolf18
.....What was it?
Salim took a few moments to try and remember what he was dreaming about but nothing came. It was then that the more important questions came to mind. Where the hell am I? Salim could have sworn he had heard a voice that wasn't his own. No, not a voice. A...presence.
[COLOR= rgb(0, 0, 0)] [/COLOR]'Hello? How are you feeling?[COLOR= rgb(0, 0, 0)]'[/COLOR]
.....That was a voice.
"What in the devil?" Salim asked aloud. The man was completely shocked. What in the hell was going on? Did he really just hear someone else's voice in his head? Salim was getting old but not THAT old.
Still, the presence in his mind lingered. Something completely foreign and....extra. As if he was sharing his mind with someone else. Lucky for Salim, he always said what was on his mind anyway. So if this was really happening, it wouldn't be too much of an issue.
"What's going on? Where am I?" 'What's going on? Where am I?' He thought and spoke at the same time, as per the usual for the former pro.
Salim shook off his nerves and quickly stood from where he was laying unconscious and took a gander at his surroundings. He seemed to be in some kind of train yard. What state was he in? Was he still in the same country even?
@StoneWolf18