His maddening screech filled the air, and a familiar feeling of odd pain and serenity took over him at that moment as all went dark…
…
But then there was light.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH—!"
*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*
"Huh— "
His head shot up like a rocket, and there he found himself staring at gold.
"This— This— " He gulped and steadied his jittering eyes… His saliva fell down his throat, yet it could not reach the bottom of his painfilled stomach that had sunken to the deepest pit. Sweat leaked from his every pore, and time stood still as he took in his surroundings…
The beeping sound from his left… The aroma of cherry blossoms… The sight of steam from the fresh coffee brew to his right… The room of golden trophies and memories of many years… There was no doubt, this was his room, yet it did not instill him the comfort and peace of mind it did before.
I've not went out of bed in three days now. What the hell is wrong with me... I haven't left the house in so long yet I'm hit with so many health problems the second I get good. It's like a sick joke, a slap to the face. And it's you that suffered more than me for this. You deserve better.