117. Something Missing.

Deangelo.

I felt a piercing pain in my head as my eyes struggled to open. It was so intense that I couldn't move or speak. I tried to recall what happened, but everything was hazy. I felt helpless and afraid, strapped to a bed with wires and tubes sticking out of my body. The pain was so overwhelming that I thought it was going to be the end of me. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. I wanted to ask for help, but I couldn't remember anything or anyone. I felt lost and confused, like I was floating in a dark void.

Slowly, the pain started to subside, and I began to see flashes of memories. I remembered my family, my pack, and my wife, then another unfamiliar face. The memories were blurry, but they brought a sense of comfort and familiarity. As I opened my eyes, I saw a room filled with machines and monitors beeping and flashing. The room was sterile, and the walls were painted in a dull white color. I tried to move my arms, but they were restrained by straps. I felt a cold swe