A new beginning or death

In the pit Lucas’s body lay motionless as vultures started to circle him, hungry for a taste of his bloody flesh.

Lucas tried to raise his hand to shoo them away, but so much pain shot up through his hand in a way that made him wish someone would just cut his whole arm off.

Every little movement felt like a heavy stone was grinding on him. It was too painful to move, so he just stopped.

Was he dead? ….He didn’t know, he didn’t want to die. But if death would take away the pain he was feeling, then he couldn’t wait to die.

What had happened? Where was he? ….. he didn’t know that too, all he could feel was the endless pain coursing through him.

He closed his eyes and begged for death to take him. Because nothing on this earth would make him want to move his body from its current position.

At least that’s what he thought until he felt it…. The loud panicked voice in his head.

“Lucas? Where is Lucas?” The voice screamed as it filtered through his brain.

‘Sera?’ He thought… That was