"Well, you surely look like shit," a voice rang out inside One's mind. The voice was unfamiliar, albeit, it resonated within his mind.
An unfamiliar voice that in someway, felt like he had heard of it before but where and when? He did not know.
One stood up and began experiencing a flurry of headaches that only contributed to his dilemma of reverting into an aggressive state.
"Relax," The voice said. It had a profound effect on One, undoubtedly calmed him a bit.
But his headache still ensued.
Before One could ask any questions himself, he felt his head become slowly numb and his vision began to blur.
"The.. hell.." Before he could muster his last remaining strength to keep himself standing, his legs went frail and he collapsed into the ground.
Before long, One found himself in the same situation as he was back then, but this time, he remembered the aftermath.