"How hot is this? It burns..., why does it hurt so much?" I put my hand on the floor and feel something wet and sticky, something that resembles water, but in a crimson red hue; there I was lying on the floor, thrown in a dark place... 

When trying to assimilate what that liquid was or what place I resided, memories, no, fragments of memories, the heat prevented me from thinking correctly, I needed to calm down and take a deep breath.

 "Aargh" -  without giving any warning, I felt a sharp pain in the region of my abdomen when trying to suck in air, something similar to a knife cutting and tearing my skin and poorly developed muscles, due to the low lighting, I could only feel the shape of the object lodged in my body, an object whose tip that was not inside me, had smooth and soft feathers, descending I could feel the cold of a metal rod, long but thin, until it reached my wound, where there was a blade, shaped like a hook, which was impossible to remove without injuring me further.

 The ground I was standing on, in that pool of blood, was starting to turn cold and icy as the blood drained from my body. 

Somehow, it was necessary to remove that object that had inflicted such pain on me, or I wouldn't see the sun rise again - "Even if the world isn't the best, I can't afford to die like this-" - was interrupted by extreme pain, which hits my abdomen, the pain of having your belly pierced was indescribable, however, not strong enough to make someone like me pass out...

 The pain had caused memories to return to my mind...