Unfamiliar ceiling

"Argh…" Mathew released a long, pained groan.

He then slowly forced his eyes open, only for his eyes to instantly get assaulted by their currently greatest enemy - intense light.

'What?' the young man attempted to figure out what was going on, in spite of the torture that it was to keep his eyes open.

And bit by bit, the fuzzy images that his brain received started to make some sense.

'Is that… a roof?' Mathew thought once his headache weakened a little. 'But why are two parts of my vision… ah.'

The realization struck Mathew as soon as he noticed the uneven softness below his head.

And then, like an avalanche, his sense of self returned, washing away all the pain and dizziness.

"What happened?" Mathew asked in a weak voice, blinking his eyes to remove the excess moisture that kept his vision unclear.

"You are awake!" Nadia muttered. A soft touch of her fingers landing on Mathew's cheek to caress his skin followed her words.