Chapter 27: Comfort in the darkness
He felt lost.
He was stuck in a dark space that felt like it was getting smaller and smaller. Constricting all of his senses. Fear filled his chest, making his breath come in short, rapid bursts. He couldn’t see, and he couldn’t hear anything but the sound of his own rapid breaths.
The small space kept closing in on him, hitting his arms and legs, scratching painfully. He had no idea what the material of the space was, but it burned his skin, causing painful welts all over his body. He could feel the pain, but he couldn’t see why. He could only feel the panic setting in as a sticky, warm substance began to coat his fingers and he screamed.
"-drew. Andrew!" A name, a voice that sounded familiar filled his ears followed by a scent. It felt...familiar, and soothing. The space suddenly didn’t feel so small, and he felt his breath come in smoother, but still short breaths.
"Andrew, Baby, are you alright?" The voice soothed him further. "Please, Baby, answer me." The space he had been in shattered, and he slowly peeled his eyes open. He was greeted with a beautiful sight.
A man leaned over him, his face close to his own. His dark hair framed his face, bringing the paleness of his skininto contrast. His bright, vibrant blue eyes were pools of worry, and his mouth was downturned into a concerned frown.
"Andrew?"
"An angel?" He muttered, and watched as the beautiful creature turned bright red.
"Are you awake?" The angel asked, and he felt a slow, happy smile cross his face.
"Of course not. How else would I be so lucky to have something so beautiful in front of me?" Flustered, the Angel looked away, either not used to others commenting on his beauty, or him specifically. He rustled with something near his head, taking a few moments to struggle before he shoved glasses onto his face.
"Andrew, do you know who I am?" The man who now assumed his name was Andrew, took a moment to look around now that he could see everything.