I headed straight to my bed, exhausted from the training I have put myself through. I collapsed on my bed, wanting to relax. The second my body hit the pillows below me they fall apart, suddenly I felt the frame give and I was on the floor. I went to push myself up finding my hands sink into a gray oozing mass that smelt of rotten eggs. Pulling one hand out of it I lift to my knees. I tried to get up, but to my surprise, instead of rising, I sank into more of the ooze and it had soon covered my bed. At that second it felt as if someone had thrown a match to my inner most body. I jumped back from the bed and looked my body over turning in circles. I rubbed at my arms, legs, hands, face and chest. I rubbed harder and faster all over my body, but nothing was reliving this hellish burning I was feeling deep in my bones.

I fell to my knees and yelled, "God... Damnit.... This hurts," I spat.

I got up, trying to ignore the pain, looking around the room for something to do. Finding something I letting a few hours pass, but still the burning I felt had not subsided. Angered, annoyed and still tired as hell. I looked over to my once bed and gritted my teeth.

“If this was a joke someone needs to get a life. Because it sucked ass,” I growled. "Ok, let’s get me a new bed. If this was not a joke. There is something definitely wrong with this one," I sighed, ignoring the fact that I felt like I was being burnt from the inside out.