The next thing, his consciousness slowly started to wake, and his fingers touched the rough, hard ground beneath him, which was like sharp rocks.
His mind felt blurry, and the sharp, shooting pain went straight at the back of his head like a drill.
His fingers roamed around as his thoughts slowly came into focus, despite unclear, hazy memories flashing through his mind.
Where is he? Why is he in pain?
When he opened his sharp eyes, his vision darkened as a couple of black spots appeared in his vision before it disappeared after a while. He doesn't know how long it took; it could be around two minutes or more. The empty road became clearer.
Some of his memories came back to him; he was betrayed—
Stabbed in the back by the bitch…
He groaned through his lips as he tried to rise on his knees, but he only hissed through his teeth as the pain began to flare in the back of his head.
