Unwaking.

From the perspective of Nightengale.

"This way, Cecil. I know of a new spot," he said to me, beckoning with a hand. He was so frantic when partaking in this game, and it embedded a likewise feeling of excitement in my own body, deep in my core. He ran through the alleyway and I followed, keeping close guard on my surroundings. During this time, it was always best to watch for the other hiders. It wasn't against the rules after all to give a hint to the searcher. We skirted near the out of bound mark, the garbage dump, and it was soon that he led me into another alleyway. I had stopped here before in my strolls around the slums; it was a peaceful place, though I never thought to come back here.

"Come on, up onto the roof. There's a perfect climb, straightforward, there," my cousin pointed at where a stone wall led up onto a wooden roof of a small, old home. Probably rented out as an apartment for a cheap cost, as so many homes were in the slums if they were large enough. We scrambled up, though I went with a bit of despairing fear. I had never been exposed to this high of a height before. It frightened, and excited me at the same time.

He didn't stop there. Across the roof he ran, onto another slightly lower one. He was heading for a small balcony at the border of the slums. The boundaries of our game encompassed this, though many players had asked for it to be cut off. However, the issue was never pursued, and we went within full limits of the boundaries. As we jumped onto the balcony, my cousin first, I vaguely remember thinking, 'They have pretty pottery...' before my foot landed on the railing. I had failed, and my other foot was sending me back into thin air with it's weight. I would have fallen were it not for my cousin. He grabbed my hand and pulled me to safety.

Later, we laughed at the situation (we had won that particular game of sneak and search). However, I had been embedded with more than a laugh from that experience. I was forever knowledgeable of how very awesome things looked from up high.

The pain has returned. The Eyes are upon me. The snake has bitten, and I will bite back twice as hard.