The room smeared
into vision. You felt sick, your head pounding, your skin itching.
Your mouth
tasted of copper, the smell of burning in your nostrils.
What was
happening?
The floor
below you was plastic, you’d never been on a plastic floor before. It was
clear, wood showing through it. You were on your hands and knees, why? You went
to stand and were hit by a surge of nausea.
Pitching
forwards, a rope of bile pushed up through your throat to splatter across your
hands.
What was
happening?
‘Whoa, are
you, are you awake?’
The voice
came from all around you, falling across your body like a blanket of fog.
‘Can you
hear me?’
You pushed
yourself upwards, your vision still cloudy as though you were underwater. Something
huge loomed over you like a mountain.
You shook
your head, it felt heavy, it hurt.
Your vision
cleared.
You
screamed.
The giant
woman gasped, her eyes widening. They were the colour of winter morning sky,
shining from between thick falls of dark chocolate hair that framed her face.
A plastic
wall encircled you, separating you from the giantess. She sat cross legged on
the edge of a dark green sofa, the pose as casual as the dungarees and t shirt
she wore.
Her lips
formed an expression of shock before she turned away, hands fumbling for
something on the tabletop before her. The tabletop you and your container sat
upon.
She
collected a small black controller, angling the transmitter towards you as her
fingers found the right button.
She pressed
it.
You blacked
out.