What: Max's rearrival in Goodland Where: Inside the corn maze When: Sunday, late Warnings: Trauma, Injury, and such (but not gore) Status: Closed
Max wasn't sure what was happening. That last thing he remembered was transferring his life force to Rosa, allowing her to live. He hadn't expected to die, but at a certain point he'd realised it was inevitable. And he was okay with it, he would trade his life for Rosa's to give Liz her sister back. And then there was nothing. No awareness, just...nothing.
He wasn't sure how long he was in the void of nothingness. There wasn't any way to measure time like that. It could have been five seconds, five hours, five decades, five centuries, or five millennia for all Max knew. He heard nothing, he felt nothing. He was nothing. And then suddenly, there was something, a trickle of awareness, and a sensation of being aware and alive, and in utter darkness.
He thrust a hand out, searching for something, anything solid to grab on to. He found what felt like a shoulder and he nearly recoiled in shock. He hadn't expected to feel another person. He sure as hell didn't expect to get sucker punched for this efforts! He stumbled, his legs like jelly beneath him. "Fuck."