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Letting my body lie down or lowering my head is the way I usually do to reduce the pain, but the intensity of the pain seems to increase. "Are you okay?" Seth's voice came to me. He brought himself closer to me, kneeling before me and examining me by pulling my hand and clasping it. I opened my closed eyes, raising my head slightly to peer at him, who was kneeling right in front of me. When he asked, I strangely didn't want to deny my condition to him. I realized that I was always being honest. I shook my head in front of him. He sighed softly. His hand came up and rested on my head. Seth's hands caressed me gently and attentively. "Your head hurts again?"

The pounding headache brought Clara back to consciousness. She pushed her hands to her head, hoping to relieve the pressure. As if on cue, her stomach tightened, forcing her to lean forward and pull her knees to her chest. Clara's shoulders began to involuntarily pop out of place making her throw her neck back. It seemed like her entire body was on fire causing more pain than she ever thought possible. If she were able to focus on anything but the pain, she may have noticed someone else in the room with her.

Miss, is my head okay? The nurse looked at him, hesitating for a moment, clearly unsure how to say it. Joseph grew impatient and shouted, "What’s going on? Just say it!" "A mild concussion. So, I suggest you take care of yourself and stop stressing. "The body only recovers gradually, day by day." The nurse tried to advise him kindly, but Joseph had already stopped listening.

Aku pun terlelap. Aku terbangun karena merasakan sakit kepala dan nyeri yang hebat di perut sebelah kanan atas. Lalu rasa mual yang teramat sangat. Tanpa bisa kutahan aku memuntahkan semua isi perut. Dokter Fikri yang tidur di sofa akhirnya terjaga, berlari mendekatiku, "Tiara!" Dia memeriksa dadaku dengan stetoskop yang memang sudah dipersiapkan.

I groaned in frustration, still laying on the ground and picking my teeth. I loved the fact that a beast claimed me, just at that point that I thought about the word, “ Beast.” My brain seemed to turn into a machine, making all sorts of noise like I was having a flashback. “ Oh fuck.” It hurts, I exclaimed in pain, holding my head and bending my knees. It didn't stop the pain, instead it became worse. I fell to the floor, I felt it was about to become a black out. It was more like a hangover but I didn't take any alcohol and I just couldn't explain this pain.

Was this a sign telling me that bitter and painful days were quickly approaching? I was snapped out of my thoughts when he suddenly groaned and doubled over, clutching his head with his hands. I made him sit on the couch, my heart thudding madly. "How bad does it hurt?" I asked as I opened one of his drawers and searched for a pain killer.

The pulsating pain threatened to cloud her thoughts and hinder her ability to make sense of the visions that plagued her. With a sigh of frustration, Zara reluctantly surrendered to the relentlessness of her headache. She knew that pushing herself further would only exacerbate the pain and hinder her ability to find clarity. Resigned to the temporary setback, she sought refuge beneath her covers, the softness enveloping her like a protective cocoon.

The agony made his head spin, and everywhere blacked out. When he came to, Zaiper was hanging upside down, suspended mid-air like a gutted animal. The pain hadn’t lessened—it was still there, just as brutal. Blood rushed to his head, making him dizzy and heavy. His lower body was going numb. This wasn’t just uncomfortable. It was debilitating. “Look who finally chose to join us.” That voice. The one he had tried not to dread hearing all week. The one he hated more than anything.

says another as multiple squeakers enter a frenzy. I rise, using my elbows to push me up to glimpse the tiniest creatures, even shorter than Feno, running all over the place as if there is a fire. Once I raised my head, I caught my head as I felt the pain when you have a hangover and don't drink. My head feels like a balloon, ready to pop any minute. When I straighten my back, I felt a poke in my back, making me inhale sharply at the pain. I reached to rub it, but when I did that, something else poked me, and I was groaning in ache all over my body.

My head banged as the metallic clang of a rod meets my skull echoing through my body, I dropped the keys in my hand and held the back of my head in pain. Time momentarily froze as the searing pain radiated through my skull, also accompanied by a metallic taste on her tongue. And instantaneously, I feel the pain surged, and a searing storm centered at the back of my head. It felt like the world tilted on its axis, spinning into a disorienting abyss.