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I opened my eyes, blinked, yawned, closed them again.
I felt confused, disoriented in a way that was… strange. It wasn’t like waking up was supposed to be, I wasn’t half asleep. I can’t remember getting in the bed, in fact I can’t remember the last thing I remember. Where did consciousness end last? I was clueless.
I tired to move my body and I found it difficult. I could move though, I rolled over onto my stomach and opened my eyes, I was on the guest bed in the basement. Blinking didn’t clear the fuzz from the world, so I went ahead and tried to get out of bed. As I stood I felt an incredible weakness throughout my body, and I gasp as my legs gave out and I hit the ground.
“Oh son, I see your up.” My father’s voice, I try to say something back but can only mumble.
I feel his hands on my shoulders, turning me over, then picking me up. He lays me back on the bed, with my head near the side.
“Can you hear what I’m saying?” he ask.
I mumble.
“Great!” he sounds really excited.
His hand touches my face, rubs my cheek. I wonder what he is doing, its a very odd touch. It gets even stranger as he slips a finger into my mouth. I feel myself suck on his finger just a bit, my tongue pushes against it, a reflex to the invasion. I wonder if he is trying to check me for vitals or something.
