Simyon's mind had already gone past the breaking point; he felt like his head was melting, and even in front of him, he could only see an area of colors moving. He could hear the words and somewhat tell someone had entered, but how far they were or even where he was?
He wasn't sure if he had already died, but he just knew one thing: he had to stay awake. No matter what, he needed to make sure that his eyes stayed open; otherwise, everything he was going through now would be for nothing.
Memories flooded into his mind of when he was with his sister. The feeling he felt at the time, where he thought death was around every corner. The feeling he had right now.
That was when a voice could be heard in his head. 'Simyon... I promise you, no matter what, you are going to get out of this, you are going to survive!'
