As often as it seemed to be happening, the sensation of this oppressive blackness still left him feeling confused as it finally faded away. He remembered vaguely that he'd been talking with someone... the fool, maybe... then an explosion of pain in his already pounding head. Then nothing at all. Now as the blackness was finally beginning to lift, he groaned.<br/><br/>His voice sounded muffled in his ears, bringing to his attention that something was wrapped tightly over his face. He tried to sit up, but couldn't manage it. Something was pressing heavily on his torso, making breathing a difficult chore. He sucked in a breath with great effort. Grunting in pain, he noticed several new bumps and bruises he hadn't felt before. His arms and legs were oddly unresponsive. He tried to move but managed only to thrash oddly.<br/><br/>More grunts and huffs of breath sounded from him as he struggled against whatever it was that held him.