TPTDD Part 6Chapter 10 - Waste After countless hours, I heard something. It sounded slightly familiar. I wasn't quite conscious enough to open my eyes, if I even could. The sound sounded like sort, exhausted sobbing. I noticed my breathing was almost non existent. Was I in Hell? Had I finally descended into the deep pits of torture? That's what I assumed. As I became more aware of my surroundings, I could hear a little better. The sobbing... no, it couldn't be. Hell was giving me hallucinations too? It sounded like Lingra. Lingra quietly, horribly sobbing. Well, I deserved it. Hell wasn't supposed to be a great place. After a few more minutes, I tried to open my eyes. As they opened into slits, I shut them tight again, shocked by the light. I heard a gasp, then silence. The sobbing stopped. "O-Oma?" I didn't have the energy to reply to the voice. I took another breath and suddenly, pain shot up my entire body. Was I... alive?