The moment you woke up, you could tell something was… off.
Blinking blearily in the darkness, you wrinkled your nose at the scent of stale air and decay, stomach churning at how intense it was. With heavy limbs, you clumsily felt around you, struggling to make sense of where you were, despite the darkness blinding your vision.
To your growing confusion, you could only feel damp wood and crumbling fabric in the tight space you were in, quickly realising that this was the reason for the scent of decay that was invading your senses.
With a sound of disgust, you pushed at the offending object, spluttering in shock as it practically fell apart on top of you, giving way with far too much ease. Much to your dismay, you still found yourself shrouded in a heavy darkness even with it gone, your hands once again reaching out and searching as you tried to make sense of your predicament.
Too your mounting horror, you quickly realised that you were completely surrounded by stone.
Slightly panicked as the feeling of being trapped started to takeover your mind, you once again pushed against the surface above you, only to startle when you lifted it with an ease that should have been impossible, especially since you could tell that this was real stone.
Choosing not to question it further in favour of escaping, you pushed and shoved carefully, slowly sliding it to the side and letting it fall with a heavy thump, once gravity had gotten hold of it. Wanting to be free of whatever had held you prisoner, you hastily pushed yourself up, alarmed to find that you had been inside some kind of stone sarcophagus set above the ground, and apparently for quite some time, if your partially decayed clothing was anything to go by.
Feeling clumsy and disorientated, you climbed out of your former prison hastily, leaning against it with shaky limbs as greedily gulped in the fresh air. Glancing down at yourself, you froze, before beginning to inspect your somehow flawless and undamaged body through the holes in your clothing, unable to find even a hint of the scars you knew should have been there.
The sound of a throat clearing was what finally snapped you out of your bewildered exploration, and instantly your head snapped up and towards the source. Your body tensed as you found someone watching you from a few graves over, the shovel in their hand and mound of dirt beside them, indicating that they had been preparing a new grave, when you had suddenly began fighting your way out of your own.
Tense and wary, you could only stare at them, barely even registering the fact that you were seeing them with perfect clarity despite it apparently being the middle of the night, unsure why they hadn’t started screaming or attacking yet.
Strangely enough, it wasn’t until they tilted their head slightly, giving you a glimpse of otherworldly glowing eyes from behind their messy fringe, that you felt something inside you relax. Despite never having met them before, a part of you deep within your soul, knew that this was someone you could trust, though you weren’t entirely sure why you were so certain of this.
Silently they regarded you for a few more moments, before finally speaking, curiosity burning in their eyes as they leaned against their shovel nonchalantly, their lips curling slightly as if the whole situation amused them.
“My my, aren’t you a surprise.”
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