Darkness surrounded Painter eyebrows as he hit the ground, and flooded him a few seconds later. In his unconscious state, he began to dream about something he'd never seen before:
Painter was trapped in a long corridor, seemingly endless from the point where he stands. As he turns around, he sees the same never-ending darkness in the same direction. He blinks and turn back around, deciding if he wanted out, that would be the way he'd go.
He set out, walking quietly into the looming darkness set before him. Scanning either wall around him with his hands, he felt for a door to go through. After hours, or minutes, time was lost to him, he saw a sliver of light ahead of him and raced towards it.
When he reaches the door, it gently pushes it open and looks around the room. The room seemed empty other than a table with straps and a tray beside it with knives and things used to cut with. He instantly senses something wrong, but before he turns to leave he is suddenly hit from behind by someone hard, onto the table, and with the help of a couple of others is strapped to the table, despite much struggle.
He begins to try and glans over his shoulder, but the men seem to be veiled by dark robes over their body. Then out of the corner of his eye, he sees one of them grab a knife and walk over to him, laughing maniacally the whole time. Painter's eyes shoot wide open as the realization of what they're about to do hits him, "NO!! NO NOT MY WINGS, DON'T TOUCH ME!!" He begins kicking and shouting furiously as he feels the knife dig into his skin.
All the while while this dream is occurring, Painter can be seen, flailing around and shouting "not my wings" on the ground in front of Allie.
Painter was trapped in a long corridor, seemingly endless from the point where he stands. As he turns around, he sees the same never-ending darkness in the same direction. He blinks and turn back around, deciding if he wanted out, that would be the way he'd go.
He set out, walking quietly into the looming darkness set before him. Scanning either wall around him with his hands, he felt for a door to go through. After hours, or minutes, time was lost to him, he saw a sliver of light ahead of him and raced towards it.
When he reaches the door, it gently pushes it open and looks around the room. The room seemed empty other than a table with straps and a tray beside it with knives and things used to cut with. He instantly senses something wrong, but before he turns to leave he is suddenly hit from behind by someone hard, onto the table, and with the help of a couple of others is strapped to the table, despite much struggle.
He begins to try and glans over his shoulder, but the men seem to be veiled by dark robes over their body. Then out of the corner of his eye, he sees one of them grab a knife and walk over to him, laughing maniacally the whole time. Painter's eyes shoot wide open as the realization of what they're about to do hits him, "NO!! NO NOT MY WINGS, DON'T TOUCH ME!!" He begins kicking and shouting furiously as he feels the knife dig into his skin.
All the while while this dream is occurring, Painter can be seen, flailing around and shouting "not my wings" on the ground in front of Allie.