"Ugh!"
A groan escaped his lips as a sharp pain pierced his mind. The boy quavered before he crumbled to the ground, breathless. His whole body was soaked in cold sweat and he could feel pain all over. Though he wasn't in any dangerous condition, he felt his insides burning up.
There was pain with no reason for it.
With one hand still over the machine, the boy curled his body and gasped, coughing and groaning from time to time. His thoughts were in a shamble and his mind was all over the place; he couldn't distinguish which pain came from his body and which from his soul, he couldn't discern which memory belonged to him and which one was a mirage of the past.
He remained in that state for an unknown time, struggling to find his lost self in between the scattered memories.
"Argh, that damned man."
