I could only remember glimpses of what happened. I don't even remember how long ago these things happened, but I could still feel the warmth on my skin with their presence. Golden locks blurred across my mind, her eyes, I couldn't recall the colour. When they closed I remember falling through streams of lifestream, trying to catch the air as a plummeted to somewhere I did not know. Then I awoke, finding myself in a field. A field where my house once stood with the Banora tree standing proud behind me. The air tasted both sweet and fresh, the puppy ranked before me grasping a dumbapple. Thoughts and memories flooded my soul once again, glimpses of a helicopter and then -
A deep throbbing pain.
It was as his own mind had a heartbeat. A heart attack in his own brain as it pounded against the walls of his skull. Auburn hair swept diagonally across his eyes, but they were still closed. Unaware of what just happened moments before Zack left him by that tree in somewhere so familiar, so picturesque. His hands curled into fists, the side of them feeling the cold, brutal metal which he lay upon. He made the effort to move his eyelids, flickering against the beaming light which shone down on him as if heaven had opened its gates for his arrival. He didn't know if he were dead or if he was just very ill. Only blurs could be seen. Black and white blurs which danced in front of his mako blue eyes as he rolled his head from side to side, trying to gaze around whatever room he was in. With no dominion, he raised himself up, his back now upright. This action just made the blurs turn into blobs and the throbbing pain to just beat faster. He raised his palm, planting it on his forehead as a grumbled sound emanated from his lips. As the blobs morphed back into blurs, they soon dissolved into a clear, tolerable image. He noticed the speckles of blood which dotted the silver, steel table he was laid upon. His SOLDIER attire was still torn and battered from when he fought Zack back at the caverns. From noticing he still hadn't changed, the stinging pain of the injuries he had received began to arise. But he couldn't complain now, he had to find out where he was.
His head peeped up after a few moments of staring down at the steel. A medical room? There was that same, cliche white colour everywhere in the room. A sink at the far end leaved in pill bottles and instruments of a doctor. But this idea of a doctor turned into a scientist when he noticed the constant appearance of test tubes and the sort filled with liquids of vivid colour. He hated scientists. He swivelled himself round, pushing himself off the metal bed for his boots to meet the floor again. The clear image went blurry for a second as he rose onto his legs, stumbling forward before grabbing onto a nearby stand which held an empty packet of what seemed to have held blood. What he didn't realise, is that nearby stand he just trusted, had wheels. The stand moved by itself as his strong, tall body gripped it. He didn't have the control nor the balance to stop himself from tumbling towards the ground. With a thud he hit the ground, the image now celebrating with blurs. He mumbled to himself as he pushed himself off the ground to stand. Embarrassed by his sudden episode of panic.
After taking baby steps to what seemed to be a door, he had already established he wasn't in a hospital, but in fact a laboratory. He scoffed, placing his hand over a square indent in the clean wall which caused the door to shoot open with a hissing noise. It was there his heart stopped.
It was then I saw the red diamond placed on the wall I stood before. The sharp shapes, the letters. Scorched in my mind. Somehow, I was back in Shinra. An experiment again?