Hidden Plot [8]
A strange room, a strange man, a strange body…
When Asher Norn's consciousness returned to him, everything seemed unfamiliar.
"Ahk…!"
He winced. His hands went to his head as a stabbing pain filled his skull.
Memories of past events came back in fragments. He couldn't recall it all because most of it had been repressed by his trauma response, but the bits and pieces he did remember were terrifying enough.
From his head to the rest of his body, his hands rapidly patted him down as he tried to assess his condition.
By all logic, he should've been at least half-dead by now. If not, then crippled.
But looking at himself internally and externally, there didn't seem to be a problem.
Then, when considering everything else…
"You…saved me?" He uttered, still overcoming his confusion.
"I did," Damien responded.
"Ah…!"
Asher exclaimed without knowing what to say.