Time in this place was meaningless. The Sun rises and sets; the Moon rises and sets and then the cycle repeats itself. I kept time for the first few months but soon it became clear in this world time has no meaning. Nothing ever changes here.
You could punch a tree to break the tree as well as your hands but tomorrow it would be as if nothing happened; both the tree and your hand wold return to its original state.
The permanence of this place is madding. Wondering, more than a few times I saw people fighting. A fight broke out in an alley I was crossing.
After beating the boy up bloody. his body was just lying there in the pavement, blood splattered everywhere.
Blood. Blood was the currency here as well as the food. The people that beatup the guy, Quickly started gathering all the spilled blood.
They looked at me and I looked at them. After a few minutes, They walked towards me with bloodly grind and I just stood there.
The first punch came from the tallest in the group. I spit out a mouth ful of blood as well as a broken tooth.
My left cheek was burning. But my eyes were crazed. My mind had stopped working weeks a go.
I punched him as hard as I could. I heard a cracking sound. It was my fingers fracturing.
There were three people. All a black shadow in my hazy head.
They laughed. I looked at them, My eyes resembling that of a wounded wild animal.
I don't know how but when the sun was up, I was the on left standing.
There were blood stains all over my clothes. Their flash was stuck in my nails. My mouth filled with their blood. I had bitten one of their arm muscles off and the shoulder muscle of another.
My head pulsed at a unnatural rhythm. My headache intensified and soon the world went black again.