Re: Kytana and Jake
"It's quiet..." he replied, still looking round him, "like... like with the blue light. Or the machine."
He couldn't stay still even though he hurt all over, bruised and bleeding from any number of cuts and grazes, because he was expecting a sudden sharp sting across his back or an invisible hand round his throat since he wasn't fighting any more, but it never came. Once he allowed that thought to form in his battered mind, he dropped to his knees and slumped in on himself.