'Agh... what a pain...' Matt tried to get up gently, unable to comprehend what was happening.
Suddenly, memories hit his mind like a torrent of dark waters, which made him feel tremendous pain.
He frowned and opened his eyes, but his vision was blurred, making him unable to see much. In addition, he could hear a roaring sound, as if many waters were falling into his ear.
When he opened his eyes, he noticed that the roar of the many waters was not an illusion. It was pouring rain in this place.
That was also making his eyesight difficult. In addition, the pain in his mind and stomach hindered his thoughts.
Despite that, he discerned very well among the thoughts pounding in his mind.
'...That's right, I was fighting those bastards recently. I remember murdering them.' With difficulty, he tried to get up, but an urge of blood came to him.
That caused him to fall again to the ground, or so he thought.
