I wake up from a fogy haze lifting up my surprisingly light head as my eyes fluter adjusting to my environment as I see I'm in the middle of a group of green creatures definitely humanoid but my eyes focus on what I think are my hand but the nails are pointed and appear to be child sized with the pigment
being red were is odd considering I thought I was more of a white colour in the past but my past is slowly deterating like a dream.
my ears start ringing as I hear the screaming of a women in a foren tongue the situation escalates has the other creatures that I think are baby's but I'm still unsure of my current status?
the rithem of my heart slowly increases as I hear the thuds of boots followed by the pitter patter of small feat.
suddenly I feel a cold yet massive hand grave my ankle the hand it self is half my size with black nails and the hand itself is cover in wrinkles and scars followed by a list of other impurities.