"UGH!" A grunt was heard in the empty underground hall.
A teenage boy rubbed his head, which was throbbing with pain.
"Why does my head feel like it's been smashed under a hammer?" Feng muttered to himself.
He rubbled his head while his eyes continued to stay closed due to the pain. Feng nursed his aching head for a couple of minutes before he finally felt it reducing somewhat.
"Haa~ it's falling a bit…" Feng let out a breath of relief.
Slowly, he relaxed his tightly shut eyes and finally opened them. Thankfully, there was no bright light in the hall or he might have winced in pain even more.
"Where am I?" Feng questioned, looking at the weathered and damaged roof.
"Damn! It stinks!" Feng squinted his nose, smelling the foul odors in the air.
He had not felt them early on since the pain was suppressing all his senses. But now that the pain started to fade, the rest of the senses returned in full force!
