Where am I?
His eyes slowly fluttered open. The light was blinding. Searing. It felt like it was burning his eyes.
His ears picked up a noise. Then another. Then more and more. The noise became deafening.
Then, the loud, horrible noises stopped, relieving him of the madness, only to be replaced by 2 repeating patterns: beeping, and sobbing.
His head hurt. His head hurt a lot.
No, that wasn't it. His head felt... Empty. It felt like his mind had been broken down, and couldn't be held together at all.
He felt tired. He was tired. He was so tired. He couldn't find the energy to move a single...
What was it called again?
He couldn't remember. He tried to remember, but he just couldn't. Then, a small fear emerged in his mind. So, in hopes of proving himself wrong, he tried to remember a simple maths equation, and it's answer.
Nothing. Nothing at all.
His fear was realised.
A soft yet sudden flash of memories came to him, but none of them were enlightening.
The searing light ceased it's endless onslaught, and his eyes readjusted. He could now see his surroundings. He was in a white room, with a curtain covering one of the walls. He was laying on a bed, and he could feel a thin cover over him.
He felt a prick in his right arm, and looked to it to see that there was a needle sticking into his arm, connected to something that one would find in a hospital.
A hospital. He was in a hospital.
His head hurt more now. He felt something covering it up. He tried to move his arm, but a hand stopped it. He looked to his arm, to see Nacalie holding it down. Her eyes pleaded with him, her face red, and covered in tears.
All Akihisa could do was lay in silence.
All the 10 year old boy could do was silently lament that he was still alive.