Sensation slowly returned to Steven's body. The dull ache on the side of his head was the first thing he noticed. Then his arms, his legs, his torso...
Scratch that, his whole body felt like one giant bruise. Everything ached and stung in equal measure.
He then felt the cool, damp floor beneath him. It felt like concrete, but there was also water that was soaking into his clothes.
...What the hell?
Then Steven opened his eyes.
...
He blinked a couple times, just to make sure he was not seeing things.
Wherever he was, it was certainly not Rotherham... or anywhere in the UK, for that matter. He seemed to have been deposited, face-up in what had to be the most noir town that he had ever seen in his life. Tall buildings stood around him, but only a few had any light in them. There was a strange dark-blue cast to the entire town, with a couple of neon greens and red to break it up.
He shuddered. "Wher-"
That was all he managed to enunciate. He froze. That voice... it sounded like it came from one of those stereotypical blonde women... if said woman had inhaled a gallon of helium.
"W-what?"
There it was again. That irritating voice that sounded way too cheerful for the emotions that were bubbling beneath the surface, threatening to burst forth.
T-that couldn't be his voice, could it?
With a slight wince of pain, he lifted one of his arms in front of his face. It was far to slender and pale and... What the fuck was he even wearing? It was some sort of leather glove with bracelets.
He bolted up in shock.
And came face-to-face with a puddle, and thus, his reflection.
"W-w-what t-the f-fuck?"
A white-faced beauty stared back at him. Twin, blonde ponytails stood on her head with traces of red at their ends. Her corset, tights, and gloves and heeled boots were all in shades of black and red with only a silvery belt marring the scheme. It was a toss up as to whether she was dressed to be a gangster or a circus performer.
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