Duncan cautiously observed the old man's expression before him. The eerie feeling had not dissipated since it had begun, and he could clearly tell that there was something off about Morris's current state. Unfortunately, he was not a doctor.
"Should I look for a doctor?" he asked with concern. "How are you feeling now? Do you have dizziness or nausea, or perhaps you feel mentally absent?"
Morris rubbed his forehead.
In his ears, Duncan's voice seemed to mingle with a thousand overlapping screeches, and alongside the sound waves entering his ears came dazzling, colorful "information" which seemed filled with knowledge incomprehensible to humans. Each moment tested his mind, but even on the brink of the Madness Threshold, he managed to maintain his sanity and slowly shook his head, "I'm fine, I just need a little rest..."