what?

"What was that?" I said instantly, loudly, as I heard the silhouette swallow her words. The light still blinding, the sound still deafening in my ears. "Your name's Brighton? I can't hear you!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. Everything so blurred I get dizzy and fall, my face glued to the ground, my head, numb, but in extreme pain.

"What the fuck is happening?!" the lights, the sound, the feeling of the ground, mush. I can't even hear my own voice, much less my thoughts.

I look up to see her silhouette once more, and again I can feel her eyes, not see, FEEL, as if they are drilling holes into my own. What is with this woman? I don't understand why she's here with me, nor do I understand where I am. I take one more glace upwards to see her dark brown hair covering her face once again. "A girl from a cheap horror movie" the thought, FINALLY A THOUGHT!, enters my head.

That thought, crawling through the roof of my skull. The ringing becoming softer and softer. I gather my strength to rise once again, keeping my eyes set on the figure before me. My eyes rest upon her lips, for a second they looked familiar.

"Brighton? Wasn't that what your name is?"