Arren didn't know when; however, he was sure that in the midst of the horrible sensation that was beginning to engulf him were memories that suddenly surged like a flood about to drown him.
A terrible headache began to assault him again, much more painful than the side effects of the drug that made him fall unconscious. It was as though millions of needles were piercing his head and wanted to merge from within.
He shook his head as tears immediately sprung in his eyes. Arren also couldn't breathe normally as he was choking from his fear.
At some point, the pain almost made him moan, but he gritted his teeth so no sound would come out of his mouth. Arren tried to endure, but it was so difficult for his current self, who was still weakened from a drug.
This pain... was too much. Arren was already silently sobbing and using his hand to pull his hair in some hope of at least alleviating the pain. Which was a strange way to do so.
