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Darkness, that was simply all. Freezing cold, as if he was naked. That was exactly like he felt. He wished to open his eyes, he wished to move but he couldn't, frozen and still he simply waited, stuck in his own body for someone to come and help him, someone to free him from this torture. 

"Why hasn't he woken up!" A familiar voice screamed and the deep tone reached easily Ares' ears. He knew very well who was frantically spitting insults and swears. "He is obviously alive so why wasn't he woken up?" Vines asked again and if Ares could smile he would. Even like this, stuck somewhere between his physical body and nothingness he felt happy, satisfied that things didn't go his way.