He was in a cloud full of pain, even breathing was hurting him, he was trying to open his eyes but failed, multiple times. Aside from the pain he was starting to recover his senses, he listened to a familiar voice and focused on that to clear the deep mist that was holding him.
- …that can give us an advantage, but I am still not sure that this is the right way, can we just go? -
- No dad, he will remain a threat, he will follow us, Joseph needs to be stopped for good. -
That made him realize two things, he was hearing his family talk and he was not dead, but... he should be dead. He focused on his body and trying to understand where he was, and, suddenly he felt the softest and faintest smell of vanilla that rekindled his body, and, in his hand, he felt the warmth of her hand, and tha
