บท 150: A Practical Lesson

There was a heavy bundle of severe feeling sensations flaring around every inch of me, some of which more painful than others, but there were none at all that did not afflict any sort of stinging, sharpness, aching, nor throbbing whatsoever.

It was like my entire body became a catalyst of pain - and Jay… grin-baring, light-bearing Jay was its wielder.

But if there was anything at all that I could say about the moment at hand… it'd be the fact that it was strangely familiar. 

This pain, this predicament. 

I distinctly remembered the last time I found myself forcefully pinned up against a concrete slab. How the hell could I ever forget? The way my sight blurred and unblurred, the feeling of every breath… like a cinderblock pressing heavily against my chest. How I squirmed and how I writhed. It wasn't exactly a memory you'd keep in a ditch somewhere in the short-term.