Novel & Cerita Apakah Orang Pingsan Bisa Mendengar

I struggled to regain consciousness, but it was like my body was weighted down, my limbs heavy and unresponsive. I could hear muffled voices, but I couldn't make out what they were saying. And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it all faded away. And I knew no more.

After hearing that I stood there not being able to breathe. My feet took steps back and I stopped when the wall hit my back. I couldn't think of anything and I stood there being numb. I didn't hear anything after that cause maybe I went all deaf. After some time something hit me and I came back to my senses. I couldn't make any decisions instantly.

They are both in a panic. I screamed when the pain in my head was so intense that I almost forgot how to breathe. I can't even hear my voice. Suddenly my vision went dark but I didn't lose consciousness. It was like everything went off. I can't see anything so I can feel the pain more. I still know that I am standing on the ground, but it seems like I got blinded for some reason. I was crying in pain but I couldn't hear any sound. But in the middle of the pain I'm feeling now, suddenly something seems to ring. That's so weak I don't know what to say. But as the pain worsened, that sound became clearer.

I can feel hands on my body. I think they are checking for a pulse? Or maybe just trying to get me to respond... but I'm too fucking tired... I wonder if I'm in shock. "Miss, are you okay?" I can hear a mumbled voice. I hear the urgency. They want me to respond. I try to answer but all that comes out is a grunt. "Let's get her strapped in," someone else says. There are multiple voices shouting orders... and I can't focus on a damn one... I'm just... too...

His ears rang like a bell and his head was pounding like someone had installed an automatic drum. He couldn't see any more than a few inches in front of him before it all became blurry. His brain felt like it was porridge. He couldn't register what was happening around him. His vision slowly returned to him and he finally got a chance to look around the room. He was still in his meditative state. He saw at Megan kneeling before him with a frightened yet worried look in her eyes. She was calling out to him, but he couldn't hear a word she was saying.

My head is pounding. I am not sure why I am laying on the ground but it feels like I got hit by a car. What exactly happened to me? As I slowly force my eyes open, I can see Dante leaning over me looking worried. I can see his lips moving but cannot make out what he is trying to say. I am sure that he is talking but I cannot seem to hear anything he says past the ringing in my ears. I let out a small groan as I try to sit up.

Dim and faint voices muffled against the background, but as soon as I heard pieces of conversations, I quickly drifted back into sleep. PERHAPS IT was minutes, hours, or even days. But I couldn't quite comprehend the time and my surroundings. I haven't fully regained consciousness and I could realize that by the way that I was met with nothing. I couldn't open my eyes even if I wanted to. Moving my limbs and fingers proved to be futile as well. The agitation and straining discussions were my background noises although I was still unconscious at this point.

Max is speaking to me, but his voice sounds like it's coming from far away. The world splits into two and one starts to seem more like a reflection of the other. My head goes quiet and a loud beep sounds in my ear. It's like my brain giving me a countdown before my body shuts down and loses consciousness. My eyes start flickering and the beep becomes louder, more insistent, I know that I'm going to drop in less than a minute. Max is still speaking, but I can't hear anything he is saying. I subtly angle my body so that when I fall, I fall backwards towards the chair.

James muttered quietly. “It’s like you have certain expectations to live up to,” I commented, shifting untilI I was sitting cross-legged and facing him on the bed. We sat in silence, each of us lost in our own thoughts. It was a while before there was a break in the silence and this time it was because of James. “Could you- I mean, did you hear anything while you were in a coma? Some people believe that you can hear the people around you when you’re in a coma. I was just wondering if you heard anything,” James asked as he moved so he was facing me.

Mazelina Something hits me hard. Howls, snarls, and screaming are all drowned out by a powerful explosion. My vision turns a blinding white and then dulls slowly until my eyesight goes black. The constant ringing in my ears is what pulls me back; I can’t hear anything else. My heart is racing, and yet my breathing is calm. I open my eyes slowly and see stars; no, not stars, it’s like little white spots. I must have hit my head pretty hard.