Chapter 395 - Human: Roldan, I

Roldan woke up with a splash of water chilling down his face. He could hear bleating noises around him. His eyes were blurry and he felt like a child trying to lift a sack of rice. Trying to recollect a memory that happened not so long ago was never hard; thinking was almost synonymous with breathing. Yet, he felt as though his recent memory was like his old pants scattered and hidden somewhere in his room that was never cleaned for years. He knew it was somewhere there, but could not pinpoint the exact location.