~*articulate what forever smoulders*~
Your eyes slowly open, giving entry to the pale bright lights. You lay on something soft and you feel as though a blanket has smothered you. A cloud? You mutter something unintelligable underneath your breath without reason, widening your eyes with hope of what and where you are, the first thing you conclude is that you are in Heaven, you can even feel your legs again! But wait..does Heaven have a cieling?
You curse underneath your breath.
Drat! It's a HOSPITAL!!
But you can actually feel your legs, even though the last thing you new, you had no legs. You slowly raise yourself, frowning due to the strain in your arms. Your legs are underneath the plush white thick blankets, so you use your arms to pull them off, to reveal..mechanical legs. You stare in horror, but awe refills you, which transforms into hope. "We took our greatest concerns for your safety, I'm afraid we had to amputate your legs in order for you to survive. Your spine was also broken due to the impact with the wall, I'm afraid, young man, that you. Are a machine. You feel using some types of sensory receptors, I'm sure you'd be happier feeling your surroundings, he also took the care to create you new arms, he is an incredibly random, but wealthy man." The Doctor leaves the room.
It appears, you are a machine. What ever will you do?
You curse underneath your breath.
Drat! It's a HOSPITAL!!
But you can actually feel your legs, even though the last thing you new, you had no legs. You slowly raise yourself, frowning due to the strain in your arms. Your legs are underneath the plush white thick blankets, so you use your arms to pull them off, to reveal..mechanical legs. You stare in horror, but awe refills you, which transforms into hope. "We took our greatest concerns for your safety, I'm afraid we had to amputate your legs in order for you to survive. Your spine was also broken due to the impact with the wall, I'm afraid, young man, that you. Are a machine. You feel using some types of sensory receptors, I'm sure you'd be happier feeling your surroundings, he also took the care to create you new arms, he is an incredibly random, but wealthy man." The Doctor leaves the room.
It appears, you are a machine. What ever will you do?