I winced in pain, overwhelmed by the sudden overcapacity of my brain. It was throbbing, and it hurts.
“Rishan!” Viktor cupped my face.
Suddenly I stammered, scenarios flashed in front of my eyes like a scene from a film, interrupting the view for one of my eyes. This is not from my own memories, this is like my brain just suddenly accepted a surge of informations—new informations—that I knew wasn’t there in my mind before.
In those flashes—like blurry and unclear cut scenes—I saw myself leaping to different places, moving my arms towards my front while protecting myself towards an unknown force; a force that managed to instill some fear inside my confused heart.
“Viktor, I saw someone fighting...” I informed, concluded that those explanations were the only one relevant for this errati
