章 59: Stuffed In A Can, And Not In A Good Mood

I looked at Mex, who was rubbing his head, but then I started to feel really weird. It was like a wave of dizziness hit me, and I just tipped backward.

Suddenly, I felt like I was sucked into a tiny little pinhole like draining water, and then I was spat out. I felt like I had been turned into rubber and stuffed into a can and then let back out.

I immediately hurled onto a pair of black shoes with red feet in them and then fell over. That was not okay, I think I might have shit myself, and I don't think some of my organs are in the right place.

"I said that was reckless! He doesn't turn to ink like us! I think that you might have just killed him," A female voice complained.

"Shut it! He is mostly fine; go to him and clean him up! I need to clean my feet now!" The familiar voice of Nixi said, oh so… I puked some more.

This was a new kind of messed up; why couldn't… just ask myself… What was I thinking about?

"Here, drink this!"