***
Amon's eyes twitched, finally regaining consciousness.
They weakly fluttered open before he instantly squinted again with irritation as the golden lights from the ceiling right above him attacked him instantly.
The groggy haziness of waking up hit him hard, urging him to go back to sleep but he resisted it.
Rather, to his surprise and happiness, he was feeling quite refreshed, for the first time ever since that incident occurred.
He didn't feel as if his bones could break at any moment nor did it feel that his brain could explode in the next second.
Amon felt…
At peace. For the first time, he appreciated it, even if it was going to be a short while.
The warm and cozy feeling of the place also added to the relaxed feeling. It made him feel at home and in safety.
