HE HAS NO IDEA WHERE HE IS.
the last thing he remembered was his vision going dark and the familiar static filling his head that meant f e l i x was taking control. it’s been such a long time since it’s caused him to become complete unconscious though. he rubs what feels like grit out of his eyes and tries to get his bearings. nothing is familiar. his heart is pounding in his chest. he knows panic is rising.
he sees someone passing by and against his better judgement calls out to them. “ excuse me ? excuse me ! could you , uh . . . could you tell me where i am ? ”


















