(Juriel)
The first thing I was aware of was the relentless pounding in my head - like a distant drum echoing through a foggy landscape. My senses felt dulled, sluggish, as if I had been submerged in water yet remained conscious. I knew this was part of the chloroform I had inhaled. Slowly, the fog in my mind began to lift, revealing fragments of confusion and disorientation that clung stubbornly to my consciousness.
I tried to move my fingers, but they wouldn’t obey immediately. A dull ache radiated from my wrists, which felt numb and heavy, as if weighed down by unseen chains. My limbs felt stiff, and a strange, burning sensation swept over my skin - like a dull nausea simmering just beneath the surface of awareness.
Nausea. That’s what I felt first and foremost. A sick, twisting feeli
