[I] [color=82ca9d]~Sebastian Galloway~[/color] [/I]

[Color=f49ac2] 'I'm awake, but I feel like I'm coming out of a coma right now, what's going on? Why is it so hard to move right now?'[/color]   the muffled voice of a man, possibly a younger one, crept into my head ever so slowly. It seemed like if I just focused on his voice long enough the ringing In my ears would stop and my eyes, which felt glued shut, would finally open. The first words I heard were nothing but indistinct noises, but come the second time around, the [I] HELLO?[/I] was more clear. [Color=f49ac2] Just open them! Open your eyes and figure out what happened![/color] my eye lids flickered open and after the initial 10 seconds of blurred vision, my eyes started to come into focus. 

My first sight, after my eyes adjusted, was a young man hovering over me.[color=6ecff6]"hi..."[/color] A much needed cough sprang out of my mouth without warning. My eyes shifted around nervously, looking at the wreckage around me. My arms stagger a bit as I plant my hands down on the broken window beneath me pushing myself up to a sitting position. The adrenalin and sudden change of scenery helped me ignore the pain in my left arm and the minor cuts that would soon be scattered across my palms. [color=6ecff6]"What's happening right now? What happened to the bus?"[/color] A stupid question to ask. I realized this man is in the same situation As me, trying to get information from him seemed a bit futile. But, if he caught a glimpse at the car or other bus that hit us or something, maybe it would put my mind at ease a bit.

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