Another life
Slowly opening his eyes, Zain's vision started to come back. But he didn't find himself in the club. Instead, everything was pitch black around him, and he couldn't see where he was. However, he could tell what he was currently looking at was the hard floorboards of a room.
That's when he noticed something else as well.
'I'm back here again. It's those damn visions.' Zain cursed while staring at his small hands, which belonged to a ten-year-old, and not just any, but his own self.
After a while, he stood up and looked around as his eyes got used to the darkness and deduced that he was in a bedroom. There was also a window in the room, and when he looked outside, he found the night sky was out, and a half moon shone brightly through it. It didn't take long before Zain began to feel a sense of familiarity within the room.