[ WP ] The whole world is bouncy . Describe a character 's day .

I wake up again just when the screaming starts. It's the same dream every night, ever since they took Elise from me, only this time I've woken up to it as a reality. 
 
 Is this what she felt? Is this what she went through? 
 
 It's dark already, and I'm still sitting in the alley. 
 
 *Shit* 
 
 When did I even manage to fall asleep? 
 
 I do my best to curl forward, lift myself up on my feet, at least. 
 
 No good. 
 
 I fall back, the chain link fence rattling behind me as it bears my weight. 
 
 I've lost too much blood, already. I'm not sure how much more I can afford to give. 
 
 I can hear footsteps up ahead. A searchlight. 
 
 Ca n't hide. Ca n't run. Ca n't even get up. 
 
 They're getting closer. 
 
 I look around me, there's only a couple of trash cans. Maybe if I can tip one over just right I can hide the pool of blood. 
 
 I stretch out my leg and reach for the bin with my foot. 
 
 Just barely manage to touch it. The friction is enough to jiggle it, but it wo n't move. Just rattles and falls back in place as the tip of my boot slips. 
 
 I try again. Have to. 
 
 It catches, moves a bit. I try again, get it going. 
 
 The searchlight is starting to flood into the alley. 
 
 *Shit. Balls. Damn. * 
 
 One last push. 
 
 I swing my foot and the bin moves, but starts to tip the wrong way. 
 
 *No. No. No. * 
 
 It leans over and I try to catch it with my foot, but it only makes it worse, acts as a pivot point for it to tip over. 
 
 The exertion opens the hole in my stomach again. The pain eats through me, fresh as ever. The sickness rips into my throat. 
 
 I recoil my leg in pain and the trash bin sweeps over, the contents scattering far harder than I intended, bouncing against the walls in a frenzy. I hear a shrieking as a large object flails out of it, limbs flying in every direction. 
 
 The contents bounce off the floor, off the walls of the alley. Begin to catch momentum. Spinning out of control. 
 
 Now I'm stuck in an alley full of flying bullets. 
 
 The searchlight looks in, blaring right on my face. 
 
 The silhouettes appear, they step out of the car. Two giant walls of meat, a flurry of objects bouncing around between us. 
 
 `` Anyone there?'' A voice yells. 
 
 I see the black shape of a cat flying in the debris field. It shrieks as it bounces off the floor and flies at the wall. 
 
 The two men spot me and begin to charge, dodging the objects hurling around between the alley. But the cat is flying at them with speed now. 
 
 The one in front ducks and his partner takes four paws to the face, claws extended. 
 
 With a wail of pain he rips the beast from his face and tosses it aside. 
 
 There's a hissing as the animal's claws rip into the building beside us. It's slow at first, a whisper... but it builds and builds. 
 
 The walls are squealing now, screaming. The wall beside me begins to bend inwards, the building falling in on me, slowly. 
 
 *Crap* 
 
 I force myself to my feet. My body is going numb from the adrenaline. It's pins and needles from my stomach to my throat. 
 
 I'm about to fall back over, puke my guts out. But I see the building starting to curl in on me, it's black mass blocking out the stars above. 
 
 I look ahead and see the men. Still working their way through the flying debris field, edging closer and closer to me. 
 
 `` You'll never catch me alive, you bastards,'' I wheeze at them, and spit blood at the floor. It bounces and the man in front swings his arm in front of his face to block it. 
 
 I use the chance and dive towards them, belly-flopping into the pavement just a few feet ahead of them. 
 
 I feel the bones of my rib cage bending. One of them is loose, broken, I'm sure. 
 
 But the adrenaline is too strong, and I ca n't yet feel the pain. I manage to bounce over their heads, but I'm blind from the searchlight and the speed of my flight. Ca n't see where I'm going. Too sick to feel where my body parts even are. 
 
 I feel the back of my neck slam into something as I fly over their heads. Probably the collapsing building. 
 
 Hope it crushes those monsters. 
 
 It sends me spinning and everything starts to blur into a nauseating tangle of lights and debris. 
 
 The light gets brighter and brighter, and then I meet it. I slam straight into the roof of their car and am thrown down the street. It's another half-dozen bounces before I'm sobered enough from the motion to spot a tethering net and bounce my way towards it. 
 
 Thank the Bounce-Lords for those nets. 
 
 I slam into it and fall to the floor. 
 
 I lift my head up and look around me. I'm at least a mile away from their car. 
 
 There's a drug store across the street, but it's closed. I force my legs to stand, before the painkillers in my body wear off. 
 
 I work my way to the back of the store and smash in a window. As quietly as a window *can* be smashed in. As quietly as a half-dead man can smash a window. 
 
 I do n't know how long I've been out. I have no idea how long this wound's been festering, but I've got to get it fixed, now. 
 
 I ca n't die yet. 
 
 Not until everyone knows the truth. 
 
 Everyone thinks they know what it's like to live in the Bouncy Castle... but that's because they have n't seen what those bastards did to my poor Elise. 
 
 They have n't seen the true face of the Bouncy King.
