Lance Casey
Jul 18th, 2001, 11:05:56 PM
Two weeks ago
Bright lights shun onto his unconscious body. The light penetrating his closed eye lids. He slowly opened them, but soon closed them again, the light bruning his eye's. Lance Casey had experienced pain in his life, but what his body was going through now was nothing like what he had been through. Casey was paralyzed.
Lance: Where am I?
That was a stupid question. It was obvious to him were he was. He was somewhere inside the SHadow Feane fortress. He had gone there to finally face Hera and tell her about him. How he had been the one she met, that the clone was on there for about 3 months. He then remembered a brief struggle between them. And the last thing he remembers was a knife going into his side and blacking out.
Lance: How long have I been here?
That question could not be answered. He was unaware of the time passed. It could have been days, months, or even years. He began to get the feeling back in his arms and legs. He tries to get up but finds himself strapped down to a table.
Lance: Hera, LET ME OUT OF HERE!
Hera could be seen behing a glass window looking in at Casey.
Hera: Not quite Yet.
Bright lights shun onto his unconscious body. The light penetrating his closed eye lids. He slowly opened them, but soon closed them again, the light bruning his eye's. Lance Casey had experienced pain in his life, but what his body was going through now was nothing like what he had been through. Casey was paralyzed.
Lance: Where am I?
That was a stupid question. It was obvious to him were he was. He was somewhere inside the SHadow Feane fortress. He had gone there to finally face Hera and tell her about him. How he had been the one she met, that the clone was on there for about 3 months. He then remembered a brief struggle between them. And the last thing he remembers was a knife going into his side and blacking out.
Lance: How long have I been here?
That question could not be answered. He was unaware of the time passed. It could have been days, months, or even years. He began to get the feeling back in his arms and legs. He tries to get up but finds himself strapped down to a table.
Lance: Hera, LET ME OUT OF HERE!
Hera could be seen behing a glass window looking in at Casey.
Hera: Not quite Yet.