When Kisame awoke, it didn’t register right away that he wasn’t where he should be. He was supposed to be dead, right? His body was numb and distant at first. But when he opened his eyes it suddenly felt like thousands of needles were being stuck into his skin all at once.
Gritting his teeth, he tried to ignore it to focus. Where am I? It was then he realized he couldn’t move. Every muscle was frozen in place and he could just feel the slight tug of stitches, wherever those came from. Great. Just great. Since sitting up wasn’t an option, Kisame just glanced around.
It was dim, but the light outside let him see enough. Rock walls curved into each other to make a ceiling and there were head sized holes carved out of the rock close to the ground. Each one had a different kind of plant stored in it. A few of them had small wooden boxes inside as well as a few weapons. Obviously someone lived here.
The entrance was easily seen from where he lay on the hard sur