There was a floating sensation. He could feel that his body was disconnected from his mind. Visions of people he knew, but couldn’t place were telling him something. Something he couldn’t understand. The visions swelled and he was on a planet, a planet of heat and rock and sand. He was a child with his mother. The visions swelled again and he was an older child, different from the others, a shock of blonde hair that he refused to manage. Again they swelled, he was on the bridge of a ship, at a science station. His memories were returning to him.
As the floating sensation was waning, a sharp pain crept in, filling his body with the sensation. A training and memories surged, his pain was there, just masked. More voices filled his ears, familiar voices. He fought the cloud in his mind that the painkillers were providing, to surface. He turned his head and opened his eyes and gazed upon Elton and Laria.
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