Inside A Bag 1

I woke up to a loud horn blaring around me. I tried to stand up but to my dismay I was restricted to do so. I pushed my arms forward to feel what I was constricted in but could only feel fabric. I then pushed my arms forward to feel anything else, to my surprise there seemed to be a zip that was closed shut. I tried prying it open with my fingers but it didn’t budge. By the time that I finished trying I was puffed, I soon realised that air wasn’t available. I then had the idea of kicking the zip to see if forcing it open would work, I maneuvered my body so that I was able to hit the zip and kicked. Surprisingly the zip snapped open and I flew with the bag back onto the ground.

I breathed heavily, regaining what air I wasn’t able to get in the bag and looked up to see what looked like a small city in front of me. I realised that It was pitch black so I couldn’t really see where I was. I then got up and started walking towards the large landscape buildings. I was thinking about how I got into the bag but soon realised I couldn’t remember anything, even my own name. I saw what seemed to be a green piece of paper lying on the ground, I leaned down to grab it and started inspecting it to see if it could give me any information. I noticed that it said a number and had a face of a very old looking man. I pushed paper into my pocket and started looking for anything that was lit up, maybe it could tell me where I was and why I was here.

Suddenly, I heard a screeching noise and turned around to see a car crash straight into me, propelling my body into what seemed to be a building. I Couldn’t feel anything at first, adrenalin kicked into my body making it unable to feel the pain. After a hot minute I felt a searing pain into my abdomen making it unable for me to move, not that I could anyways, my body was stuck between the car and a building made of what could be steel. I looked down to see a metal pole with my crimson blood sticking towards it, dripping down in thick globs.