Where am I?
It feels as if I'm submerged under the sea, where sounds are muffled by the water, carrying a low echo.
What place is this?
Darkness surrounds me, devoid of any touch, my body seems to have detached from my soul.
How do I get out?
Greg attempts to open his eyes, but nothing changes, save for a vague sensation emanating from somewhere.
It's like distant calls, intermittent and faint.
His memory halts abruptly at Soma's devastating blow, like a film rudely cut short.
Greg realizes a fact.
He is likely blind.
Sensation might return, but the prospect of regaining his sight seems bleak.
Pondering over this grim conjecture, Greg feels his sensation slowly returning to his body.
Or rather, he is gradually reclaiming control over his body.
He does not know how long he has been unconscious, but judging by the aches scattered across his body, the battle seems to be ongoing.
