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🦋Chapter 삼십 오🦋

(Y/N) POV

The sound of chains clinking full my ears, pulling me out of my sleep. My whole body aches and it feels like I'm bleeding all over. My head is pounding with a raging migraine and my throat is dry , as if I've eaten . gravel.

I'm laying bare on a cold rough surface with a strange pattern of rust on it. I don't have the energy or willpower to try to figure out what is is at the moment. Everything hurts too much. I lift my head and look around in confusion.

I'm in an extremely dark room with human-sized bird
Cages scattering all across the ceiling and walls. As I squint I can make out figures in the cages. I can't really confirm what it could be exactly, but it's there none the less.

My body freezes as my mind finally processes what my current situation is. I'm in an unfamiliar setting , in a dark room ,sitting with strange figures that are sitting in a bunch of cages. Even worse, I'm in a cage too.

Why didn't I see anything wrong with this before? Am I really that slow that I woke up completely nonchalant about this?

I mentally scold myself for being a dumbass and look to the side upon feeling a strange presence. My breath gets caught in my throat and the hairs in my body raise when I cone face to face with something.

Scratch that. Someone.

Their cage is about two feet from mine and they have their face pressed up against the cage like an animal.

I don't breathes as we stare at each other in silence.
In order to stop myself from passing out I look away and act like nothing happened and pretend that I didn't see them.

Not even a second after I look away , a dry, rough , strong hand shoots from between the bar and latches onto my arm.

I scream out in terror and try to pull away from them.
I scratch at their arm and even try to bite them but they refuse to let go.

The pull me in with one aggressive yank and my body slams into the bars. They outstretch their other hand  and cover my mouth.

I bite down in it until the metallic taste of blood touches my tongue and he lets go.

I slap his hand away and move to the farthest  part of the cage away from them. "Who the hell are you?!?," I scream. They wave their hands and hold a finger up to their mouths.

They outstretches their arm again and I kick it with the soles of my foot. Which I'm just noticing is bare. I look down at myself  and notice that's my attire has completely changed. I'm in a small , thin , white gown that's waaaay to short and I have a strange  collar clasped tightly around my neck.

Who on earth changed me?

I train of thought is broken when I feel the person fingertips skim my leg.

I immediately start to panic and make a huge ruckus. "Someone get me out!! Get me out!!," I scream hysterically as I bang the bars repeatedly.

The person in the cage lets out a congested groaning sound as they reach out for me while shaking their head rapidly.

"Don't fucking touch me!," I hiss as I look at them with a blazing glare. I slam my hand on the bars over and over and over. I can feel the bruises forming in my hand but I don't care. I need I get out of this cake right now.

"Get me out!!," I scream once again. The other figures around me look at me with panicked expressions and try to motion for me to be quiet.

I look at them with angry watery eyes and glare. They wave their arms negatively and look at me with fear  in their eyes. All of the sudden, the whole place starts to shake and the sound of gears grinding fill the room.