Kaul woke to the sound of scaping. It was metal against the concrete floor. He could hear the ping as the thin metal vibrated as it was dragged along the floor around him. It was coming closer and closer.
"I know that sound," Kaul wheezed. The burning in his throat made it difficult for him to breathe. He didn't know if it was from the feeding tube or the gas that he had breathed in. All he knew was that he could barely make a sound. "It's a bladed staff."
A sudden pain shot through him. The blade went through his leg. He cried out in pain. His scream echoed through the small room.
He sucked in the air, trying to work through the pain. As soon as he breathed out again, pain shot through his shoulder. The blade had been slammed into it so far that it exited out of his back. He screamed, unable to hold it in.
