He sat up and began to scream loudly.
"Get away! Get back!" He screamed frantically without looking in any particular direction.
I walked up to him and bent down next to him.
"Hey, hey, look at me," I said while snapping his fingers in front of his face.
"Uh, huh, who-who are you?" He asked as he tried to get his bearings. "Argh, my head," he groaned in pain.
"Benjamin, please fetch me a damp towel and an ice pack for him, he seems to still be in shock," I said and he nodded in response, instantly leaving to carry out my request.
[Damon, you do realize you don't need to go through such a hassle to get the information you need right?]
'Oh really? And what do you think an easier method would be?' I thought.
