"Whoa, whoa, whoa, Hold on. Who are you? Who is she? Who is Perez? And for that matter, who the hell am I? What's going on?" He was now lost, having no memory of how he got where he was. A vast, emptiness stretched out forever in his mind, save that question. Over and over again, it was all he saw in the otherwise void space of his mind. "Why are you doing this?" It was maddening, but he felt no emotions about it. Despite his confusion, he didn't truly feel confused. He felt nothing, not even the coming chill of the night air. Not even realizing his coat had been throw to the side like the rest of his things, or honestly remembering. Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced his skull, ripping into the emptiness. Never before had Keith ever experienced such agony, it was a searing, roaring pain that made him fall to his knees. He wasn't even able to make a sound, the sensation held his tongue. His vision went blurry, but he remained awake as Erika began to explain