However a part of your mind realizes that the fogginess you
feel in your head could be due to the fact you're hallucinating
from the poisons which have entered your skin.
To test the theory you wipe the water still dripping off your
body by rolling about in some dry grass and sand nearby.
Slowly your sensations return and your mind slowly unfogs.You can
feel again and your touch tells you you've got a human form.
So after a few more hours the poisons have dissipated and your
hallucination ends.
Its you again.
You look back at the rise of ground that the drainage pipe
emerges from and decide to escape from this accursed poisonous
area.
Climbing up over the rise you sigh with relief as you see your old
haunts just a short walk away.So you head home.
When you get home you are shocked to see a Century 666 real estate
sign parked on the front lawn.You run into the house yelling for your
relatives but the house is baren.
Except for the furniture and the calender on the wall,which says
1969.
Well as we all know today is April 7 1943!!
Like in a daze you head towards your room,where you grow increasingly
nervous as you see that your room is all neat and tidy and theres
a photo of a slightly older you in a military uniform staring back
at you.Theres also a pile of yellowing letters written by you
to your parents dated from October 1944 to July 1945.There are no
letters later than July 7 1945.
You begin to feel like you've just stepped on your grave,which in
a sense you have.It's a room to a fallen soldier,You,who died
young.
Slowly your supernatural state returns and you feel a pull to
leave this 9th Circle of Hell.You follow the call and unerringly
head towards the invisible cavern hole that separates this
phantom world of humanity from the real world you actually
are a part of.
As you go deeper through the cavern to the other side the red
glow in your eyes makes your blue corneas take on a hellfire
tint.Your form expands and changes drastically as your human clothing
vanishes and your scales,claws and 'deaths head ' image on your
scaley serpentine palate re-emerges.
When you emerge from the cavern you're shuffling on all
fours ,grunting and itching to spread those bats wings of yours.
Down below you see the other dragons like you that compose Hell's
Army of Darkness.You rear up on your hind legs,roar and leap into
the air and glide down to rejoin your platoon of fellow dragon
monsters.
Behind you lies the cavern to the mystery of your human past,
ahead lies another skirmish with those angle eyed yellow Angels.