Kepala Pusing Dan Mata Terasa Berat Novels & Stories

CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE | TRAGIC NATHAN I feel the room start to spin, and my vision blurs. My head is pounding, and my thoughts become disjointed. My stomach churns, and I feel a wave of nausea. I try to stand, but my legs are weak, and I stumble, gripping the table for support. My chest feels tight, and I struggle to breathe. I am dizzy, disoriented, and disconcerted. I know something is wrong, but I can't seem to figure out what.

The world’s shards of reality slowly formed back its shape, and the series of blurred images and muted sounds began to filter through the pain and confusion of my mind. I blinked a multitude of times in the hopes to clear the haze of my vision, but despite my best efforts, everything was still spinning. The ground did not stop rotating and it made me feel nauseous. My body felt heavy,and every shroud of effort I made trying to move sent spikes of agony through all muscles and bones.