Drabble 2

I woke, soggy, drenched, laying face down in a pile of mud, but that wasn't what woke me. What woke me was the feeling of needles stabbing up my arm, rapidly and through my clothes. pinching my skin. My hand swiped through the air and I heard a yelp.
"I'm trying to help you?!" The voice was high pitched and sharp, like a whistle. All I could think was 'are you?' but I didn't respond.
I opened my eyes and pushed myself up from my planked position. I looked for my so helper, but no person was in sight.
"Hello?" Screamed the voice. A glowing gnat flew around my face.
"Hello." I replied. My own voice startled me, it was booming compared to the flying thing. It stopped flying around and stayed in a consistent spot, to my surprise it wasn't the body of a bug staring back at me, but a tiny woman, no bigger than my pinky thumbnail. Her wings fluttered quickly, before she took off again, circling me.
"Can I, uh, get a little help?" I asked.
She flew toward my shoulder and climbed up. "With what?" She spoke into my ear.
"For starters, uh, who am I?" That question seemed pressing, more than the other hundred. "Or who are you? What are you? What am I doing here?" I looked around, I was surrounded by trees and my mud bed looked like I had been in it for awhile.
"I don't know the answer for any of those?" It sounded more like a question then a response. I took a look around again. Just forest, just her, and just me. I took a deep breath and exhaled. "You're not suppose to be here?" She tugged at my ear when she spoke.
"I don't..." My voice trailed off. She giggled and flew away. I followed, silent.
She took me to a clearing, a large deformed circle of grass, wide enough for several people to sit down. She flew around rapidly. From far away I could only hear the chirping, but at least I thought she was trying to speak. It took a long while but then more glowing bodies came out of the trees. Their combined stare sent shivers down my back. Finally one flew toward me, "You're not suppose to be here." She said.
"Where is here?" I asked quietly.
They looked at one another. The one closest to me said something un-human at the group. Then suddenly, looked at me, "You're in our home." She hissed. All but one in the group looked at me with piercing stares.
"Just tell me how to get home and I'll go." I begged, stepping away from the swarm.
"Close your eyes." She ordered. I hesitated, but did as she said.

When I woke up next, I was laying on the concrete, my hand clinging to a bottle of absinthe. My head pounded with a headache and my body shivered, I tugged at my damp clothes. I heard people walking by, laughing.
Finally, I stood up, holding my bottle. My teeth chattered and I walked away, catching a glimmer of light speed past me.