Cloud slowly blinked his eyes, turning his head to look around and see where he was. His head was pounding painfully and it felt as though he'd been run over by a bus. What had been said to him right before he was left on his own to slip into unconsciousness? That's right, "I've found a way to hurt you without feeling it myself."

Somehow pushing himself to his feet, he held one hand to his head as he used the other to keep himself standing by bracing it against a tree. His scanned the area quickly, realising he was in the same place as he had been before. He was glad of this, because at least he knew how to get back.

Leaving the tree, he began walking slowly through the trees in the direction that he knew would take him out of there. It would take a long time since he didn't have his bike, but he had to protect his family.

I don't think so.

Cloud had a fraction of a second to prepare himself before a pain shot up his spine and he collapsed on the ground with a yell. What was he supposed to do now? Apparently his clone could access his mind and knew everything he was trying to do.

But he couldn't just stay there and do nothing!

Groaning, Cloud pulled himself to his feet again and continued on his way, faster this time than he had been going before. No matter how many times his clone tried to keep him where he was, he would fight it. The pain was probably only in his mind, anyway.

Are you sure it's in your mind, Cloud?

Cloud froze, expecting another rush of pain to explode somewhere in his body, but nothing came. With a frown, he continued walking again. He needed to stop listening to the voice.

Ouch, your arm looks painful.

Fighting not to look down at his arm, he kept walking. The clone was nowhere near, so how could he know anything about his arm? That was the one thought that kept him focusing his eyes forward on the path he was taking, but when a small pain appeared in his arm and gradually increased, he had to look down.

His arm was bleeding. He didn't remember cutting it on anything, but there was a cut which the blood was coming from as it flowed down and over his glove.

Snapping his head up again suddenly, he tried to ignore it. His clone was possibly messing with what he could see, which meant the blood and pain wasn't there but he only thought it was. So if he ignored it enough it would go away and he would be fine.

As he walked, he felt like he wasn't getting anywhere. The forest wasn't thinning out at all and Cloud began to panic at first, wondering what he would do if his clone was controlling that was well.

Suddenly, an image flashed before his eyes and he could see Tifa. It was as if she was looking at him and there was a smile on her face. Her lips moved to form words but he couldn't hear anything and wondered what was going on. The next moment, she laughed and shook her head, turning away to leave the room. Cloud saw his arm shoot out and grab hers, pulling her back.

Should I kiss her for you, Cloud?

A strangled cry escaped Cloud's lips as he realised what he was seeing and he stumbled sideways, blind because all he could see was Tifa.

"Let her go!" Cloud yelled to the emptiness of the forest, feeling desperate. Didn't she know it wasn't him? Couldn't she tell?

In response to his demand, a migraine attacked him with full power, bringing black dots to his vision which eventually blotted out Tifa's face. He fell to his knees again, making gasping noises as the pain was too much to handle.

His mind slipped and he fell into unconsciousness, not hearing as his clone said one final thing.

She loves me more than you. I actually spend time with her.