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He doesn’t know how long he’s been down here, could be a couple of hours—though he doubts, or it could be several days! Maybe even a week ! He’s started losing the spark of hope for the thought of freedom he once had. As blood gushed in, a slight tang of relief washes over him and swallows him whole—he’ll finally get a break. If there is an afterlife, Simon prays he’s put in the darkest pits of hell where he belongs.
Simon stumbles over, blood splashing and hitting him in the face once again. He reaches up to grab onto one of the many pipes in an attempt to steady himself—once done, he looks around.
Red, it’s all red. Blood is seeping in at a rapid pace, and he’s scared. He’d been so convinced, so hopeful that he would get out—that he’d get his freedom, something he surely did not deserve. After all, he’s the butcher. “The Filament Butcher.” The thing that got him pushed around and choked out in the grimy prison he was sent to.
A stiff and bloody vine like substance crawls up Simon’s arm, he tried pulling away desperately
“Wh-what the fuck. !!????!” The more he pulled, the further it creeped up. He pulled as hard as possible, putting a leg up onto the wall as support and for assistance in breaking free—which was granted to him. He was flung back against the wall behind him, he was numb. His body was so cold, so wet with blood.
“oh god…!!fuccuckk.. help! Ple- aSE!!!!..” he cried out as a sudden wave of pain filled his body, rushing towards his arm. He looks down to find nothing there, a mere shadow in where his left arm had once been. He slumped down, the blood just under his chin — he goes to move his arm, neurons firing rapidly as his brain tries to figure out what to move. A pain shoots through the area his arm once was
He closes his eyes, seeing specks of light—and warmth engulfs his body. He admires the stars, his mum next to him as they watch the faint twinkle of the night skies inhabitants. Even if they are just a mere ghost light of what once was.
He finally, felt at peace. The warmth rises up over his head, filling his lungs as he breathes in what would be his final breath.
The breaking crackle of the speaker had him stumbling upwards, violently coughing up whatever blood had reached his lungs
“h-AuG-gdh... hHe- llo ????!” He kneeled on the floor, looking up at the speaker. His soaking wet hair stuck to the sides of his face, he desperately needed somebody—anybodys! voice to go through the speaker..
“Pl-ease.. pleas-e….” His voice cracked as he tried not to cough too much, failing miserably and coughing up more blood.
The speaker began to crackle again, and a broken up and glitchy voice began to play
“Hello? This is the head engineer of the invincible II, who are you??? I don’t see this radio on our chart…?” The voice was cautious, yet calm. And oddly enough, sounded a lot like Simon.
“i- uhm.. i’m in a uh,, submarine. The sm-13 AugH— fuck…ow..,” Simon spoke back almost immediately, desperation filled his tone. He tried his hardest to not cough after every word, mostly succeeding at that.
“Alrighty then! I’ll just add you to the radio list quickllyyyy….” He said, trailing off towards the end. Some rustling noises were heard shortly after
“Alright! You’re written down, thank you!” The man thanked Simon for clarifying who he was
Was he going to leave? Simons heart dropped, this may be his last chance at freedom.
“Wait- hhhHhNn..-fuc..k. Don’t go., aren’t you going to get- m e out of here?????” Simon spoke with desperation, if anybody could see him right now they would describe him as a sad wet kicked dog.
“Sure! Where exactly.. are you? You said you were in a submarine, which planet?” He asked, excited to possibly get a new crew member but still weary—which is typical of him. He doesn’t usually trust many people other than the captain.
Simon desperately crawled over to where the captains chair was to get a glimpse of the coordinates, slipping over several times.
Once he figured out the coords, he immediately coughed out the numbers with desperation
“Alrighty ! We are very close by, just uh.. try hold onto something, we’re bringing you up now.”